Come on!
A different kind of thought
blander
and more desperate
like that of
Sergeant So-and-So
at the road
in Bellau Wood:
Come on!
Do you want to live
forever?
That
is the essence
of poetry.
But it does not
always
take the same form.
For the most part
it consists
in listening
to the nightingale
or fools.
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