DOORS OF PERCEPTION

the one
lies
between the more
that is there
somewhere
and the less
that I feel

the other
between
the less
that I feel
and this least
that I say

the one
takes
all colour
from my soul

the other
turns grey
to black
and life
to limbo

here is
no joy
no meeting
no spark
no dawning

but
mere shadowy wraiths

until
the final

eclipse ....

18th February 1992

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