A romance of the mind
Ah, that’s the thing
A fantasy in flight
Like a bird on the wing. Free
Of limitless scope
Of extended potential
An only chance
To be something essential. Not existential.
Of me, let it be said That I fell
Attempting to get off The carousel
Of time.
And that my fame Was refusal to play The Circle Game.
Is there no one to join me
As I travel quite blind
In search of my body
Through romance of the mind?

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