“In the end one experiences only oneself.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
the old sage asks as he dies:
who has my vision
—my essential mysteries—
this blind donkey braying
my words off-key?
or the old drunk poet
who renamed himself—
the dream bordello—
then night after night
thirsted for more than water?
(March 6, 2022)
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