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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