“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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