I Know You
I Know You
Greek Gods and heroes,
The philosophy of Nietzsche:
The transvaluation of all values
The rising and setting of the sun
while Zarathustra and I watch
Our blazing arms intertwined
poking at the ripples in the fabric
of reality
The truths that still linger, undiscovered
about everything
and nothing
The unspeakable
the unsung
the idle
the defrosted
youth
barely legal, tender,
returning for more despair
and triumph
on this glazed island
I know you.
I've seen you before.
hanging around,
knowing a little bit
of the matter;
suggesting nuggets of wisdom
before your hibernation;
and your subtle little death
playing like a soft mallet against my heart
I know you
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