issue 24 > poetry > kuspit
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in homage to death i
by Donald Kuspit
no regrets,
life on fast forward
to the infinite,
the flesh abiding
in finite memory,
time at last
at a loss.
no more burdens
of whimsy,
no more probing
of possibility,
no more mistakes
of misery.
the final silence
is fluid
with myth,
fertile
with the final intimacy.
innocence renewed,
cocooned
in the unconscious,
fastened
to a dead leaf.
my shadow
is stale
in the dawn.