Won't you stay still, for once! Like the devil you are, always fading, always soaring. The truth of you now, and only now. The image undistorted by a question. Take off your glasses that you may see clearly, that I may see...Unloosen your hair and mourn the death of me-at your hands.
dog and nothing but a dog.
And at last he meets a black dog
running around in smaller and
smaller circles
like an ominous spider
spinning its vast web...
like a carrier raven,
like a cat, like a mouse,
like a black-burning bush.
like the still point of my heart.
He feels he loves the dog with a love
whose essence is hopelessness just as
hopelessness has its essence in love.
But there is no essence,
only dog,
black dog,
staring fiercely back at me,
like my own fate.
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