OLI SPLEEN

The present I hold only in contempt

For it is now and now and always now 

Whereas the past embroiders on itself

With recollection’s corners worn by time

The future holds its openness unwrit’

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It is a breath that has yet to be breathed

Or that of death, to suffocate diseased

When what was planned reveals the opposite 

Now’s sad stone certainty, I scrutinise 

Whereas the times of joy just seemed to fleet

Sit back on life, relax and close your eyes

Until nostalgia brings life back, complete


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