Wanting More – a poem

The genius of the paradox, unresolved,

Abhorred by history and now reality,

Paradigm kept and also severed,

A lingering dichotomy, incurable for

Malady and malaise too terrible

For words, wholly ineffable.


We strive, strife the language of now,

A slow rise abated by drowning, back

Into those turgid waters, lightless

As tombs swallowing suns, depthless,

The struggle a trial, more so a fall,

So we strive, always wanting more.


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