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Death Wants To Wreck Me

Death wants to wreck me against its rocks;

As usual, Nature sucks me into her dreams.

Like Spider in darkness, sucking silently

Yet terrifyingly, this is the biology

That underlies our psyche, pulls at the slurching sands

At the edge of Black Ocean. deep into Mind's hole.

 


Biography

Cloudsley, Tim, MA; British independent academic researcher and writer, poet, essayist, and short story writer resident in Colombia; formerly lecturer in Sociology at Heriot-Watt University, Edinburgh, Scotland.


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