A Kind of Cross**

A Kind of Cross

 

A Poem Rewritten Over a Period

Of Fifty Highly Passionate

And Amusing Years

 

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We have become a kind of cross:

An intersection comprised of extremes -

 

But to just sit here is to gather

On behalf of existential ennui,

 

While to venture further is to agitate

On behalf of the pathetically absurd

 

Yet, a perfect cross

May be extended

 

Over a perfect sphere -

 

And although its lines will for awhile

Move farther and farther apart,

 

They will intersect again �"

 

And again,

 

And again

 

In exactly the same place

As long as they continue

 

To extend.