Sciences, arts, brothels and philosophy
Old disorders, the dubious heap toxic
Facts smudged, more irrelevant beliefs
Murk unpredictable cascading whips
Deep disgust, apple poisonous juicy :
Converging always to same dead ends
Preying ego sensuous to dynamic trends
To this night polar, impasse predominant
Pray fierce for light, peace and strength
Ramblings gross, groping inert the key
Digressions, alms, actions debilitating
Little crafts, monuments lifeless, exigencies
Truth shut, loss abysmal, fields conflicting
In thought, will, hope and drive whelming.
O' Youth of twenty summers
Restless, enthused and eager
Seeking music, sunk in women
Dreams thick, as bee on pollen
Burnt, stale, common to all men
That catches up in one stretch
To vacuums only humans fetch
Sleep bitter, a passage same
And wakefulness a bosh inane
Of chores black and breathless worry
Damned questions linger as rank thury
Till that twilight of sudden calm
Torment resolved of divine balm
And a state of rest perfect fills
Source wet within, imburses still.
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