the one
lies
between the more
that is there
somewhere
and the less
that I feel
the other
between
the less
that I feel
and this least
that I say
the one
takes
all colour
from my soul
the other
turns grey
to black
and life
to limbo
here is
no joy
no meeting
no spark
no dawning
but
mere shadowy wraiths
until
the final
eclipse ....
18th February 1992