Confounded by relentless time
at Top O' The Bottom Line
everyone fails the test
of muscle tone beauty,
losing the precious game
of short term eternity,
though each disco-jammed
slam dancer screams
"I will be NOW!"
having already
torn up the earthen floors,
pulled down the rocky walls,
flown through the sky blue ceilings,
dead certain reality cannot be real
if brand new space adventures
are racing headlong up and out
to the same old stars.

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