I stand on a hill
like Lucifer Overlooking Paradise
looking down on the carnival
that at best is human life in the earth
until I die a twinge will always pinch
some part of my heart
but the silver cord is over me
like a sparking streetcar cable
and it is a matter of moments...instants...
before the cord is severed
and I rise over the fairgrounds
and look down on those who'll follow me
in their own good time
standing on a disappearing hill....
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