the racing
course of
a life
middle age
resisting
being spent
by the
trajectory
set by youth
eyes tear
but you
promise yourself
you are
not crying
explain
it is only
the light
in that certain
part of day
at the wheel
of a shiny
automobile
impeccable
power suit
italian tie
behind you
a gulf blacker
than the road
in front a
dizzying peak
where dreams
can all die
the white
you will have
must have
you know
(To listen to the audio recording of this poem, click here.)
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Note: Don't forget to listen to Prelude and Fuge no. 5 in D by Bach, this was the music that inspired the poem.
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