No one truly knows his own
Begetting or forgetting,
Telemakhos, but so what?
Begetting and forgetting
Is what a living mind does.
A gone mind forgets nothing.
A living mind's agony
Is merely being living
And knowing it. Forgetting
Is a mercy in the end,
An inverted cataract
Where all the rocks and crushing
Start the end that gathers up
Into glass serenity.
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