Saturday, April 1, 2017

9342. GLEEFULLY UNNERVED

GLEEFULLY UNNERVED
Golden chariot, I am flying with
nothing beneath me. Those magic 
carpet stories of cartoons were never
quite this way : everything of the 
outer world is gone, and I am
stripped of my illusions now.
What passes for the moment is
disfavor  -  I love the land, I hate
the land; I lived here, I never did.
There is nothing left, and I may
have, by being so gleefully
unnerved, eaten the clock.

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