Two Great Tragedies
The meander of twilight descent,
hard-boiled at the daylight close,
belief and desire impotently fail,
misfire the charge of the lost.
Life has no yen to relent,
savage dwelling on worries and woes,
a message delivered of no holy grail
only crocodile tears turning to frost.
Two great tragedies all there must be
a dissolute poet surmised:
the wanting of something one never can own
and the getting of it in the end.
I wanted and got you, you see?
yet dreams remain unrealised;
lost you and know that in this life alone
I can never replace you, my friend.
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