Sudden Despair
The hides of glory swept through us
like windmills
approaching sudden despair
in the unconscious decision to love.
A love splattered with tonic sound
faltering through a hint of sadness.
Tragedy was its game
and is every game with any game,
all creatures sing a lovely rhythm
past Jacob's eye
and through the lens of a fragmented sun,
living and loving
the dying Age of Time
and human spirit...
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