| Cleopatra
on the Nile
It's a
matter of happenstance
and the deal
and
the grave
The deal God made with the devil
Do
you remember the train
in that old black and
white movie
roaring through the night?
And
that same old movie
the calendar's daily pages
falling like leaves
The flickering days blown
in the wind? Our lives
like leaves
our memories
Cleopatra on the
Nile
I saw her in the distance
before
Vesuvius blew me away
through the clash of swords
down the ages
or a rape
which
side was I on? Time
that was the deal the devil laid
time
and space and all of this
impressions Put
the paint back in the box
it's Sunday morning
rest
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