Sunday, February 20, 2011

Sonnet 4

Come to the point and be all that you may,
Dance and dance and dance around what you find.
Always searching, never receiving day.
Thus we find our thoughts are here declined.
Start again and try to foresee your challenge.
Our neurosis sees into that abyss,
That young men shake and quiver and derange,
So they might be like old men whom see bliss.
Expect and ware that deconstructing myth,
That we circle to secrete out of this.
Know that answers only given forthwith
Create honesty otherwise amiss.
   We know and do not know respectively,
   Because we try to act objectively.

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