In his imimicable way he left you all exhilirated and exhausted

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trying to find balance
between anger
and whimsy
ain't easy

it feels like cheating from
the beginning

but here it is
exactly
when needed

"cruel to be kind
in the right
measure"



it is sad
to think of art
as dialectical or definite

while both
are best defined
simply

both at best
reflect
the infinite



I hate to say
"you look like"
because
I hate to hear it

Christ
the mundane
have fucked ears
which fake listening

most
have no
idea
what to say

except cliches
when faced
with someone
like me



the thing is
there is
no trick
to proper perspective

it is there
without need
for digging
or doctorates

in plain words
the human condition
is gorgeous
and disgusting

rich with longing
suffused with dread
deep and dark
and dreamless

"stars
are stars
and they shine
so hard"

well good night,
sleepless.