Living
everything
is here
that
could possibly be needed
for
a careless, easy life
all
that can be metered in clothes and cars
every
modern convenience
every
appliance, every gadget
shining
sheet glass and steel
polished
by the daily help
each
room a showcase
of
angles, clean lines
witness
the good, the better things
from
a lifetime’s striving
long-houred,
hard working
trophies
of success
nothing
is missing
a
sense of completeness
settles
like a shroud
there
are no loose ends
nor
material wants and needs
that
remain un-satisfied
we
may go anywhere, at any time
at
a moment’s notice
to
fulfil the slightest whim
or
the merest craving, our heart’s desire
and
suck the juice until it’s dry
and
yet
and yet
and yet
through
this mogadon movie
of
shining achievement
whilst
we sleep in splendour
a
spirit creeps about at night
breathes
hoarsely
whispers
insistently
an
un-nameable something
and
will not be still
and
in the morning
when
we awake, un-refreshed
we
still ache inside
with
that empty feeling of nothing
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