FRAGMENTS (FROM A DEPRESSION)

And what's the good of all the
    fancy footwork,
When the drifting sands keep
    shifting and shifting?
     
1969

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What do you do with a life
    that won't fess up--
that weighs and measures    
    with every step?
     
1969

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Saturday night...
    Outside--cold,  monotonous
          rain.

Inside--icy pools, boiling seas,
        foaming oceans
        of anxiety
        of remorse
  of self-reproach.


October 3, 1969


                                                       






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