Subways So High
Subways So High
Subways of Subtleness
Lead up through Thick –
Allows letting all this
Consciousness stick
To distant broadways
Of Unconstraint:
Ruled are here many Games,
Many Laws played…
Suffered in shimmering,
Pleasures are there:
Move sound along the rings,
Wastes are the Spared,
Entering is on the place
Of Leaving flown,
Windows are not showing race,
Doors – not just opened…
Air is through filters pumped –
In- and exhale:
Feelings or thoughts are dumped –
Both are so pale.
Notions of Destined pass
Through Gates with sigh:
Led is that wandering Mass
To Ways so high!..
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