[Dream Gate] [Poet Glas]

Absinthe - Triple Rectification

My heart is cold, I do not know
Amergin's Invocation, to be all in all -
Pantheistic self-apotheosis.
One thing I want, another I've forgotten,
And three-fold wish another yet to be...
Marie's Gordian spatula.
Can this be? Will this be? Should this be?
Procrustean unease stalks my soul
As Shrödinger I defy.
To be or not deals not with living now
But paths of light and dark epiphany.
It is so! God help us all. We are

copyright 28 May 2000
by Earle B. 'Glas' Durboraw; New Orleans.

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