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Chairman
Fish's
Big
Red
Book
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A work in progress,
Unfinished opus,
A thought adjourned,
Suspended in time.
I bow to exhaustion,
Lacking energy,
Ready to swallow,
A whole load of zeeze.
Tell me what's happening,
Creative spirit,
In cloying quicksand,
Lost in a haze.
Surrounded
by symbols,
Seduced
by Morpheus,
A
mage semiotic,
Untangling
the signs.
Thesis
is seeking,
Antithesis
beckons,
Synthetic
fingers,
Filling
its womb.
Dialectic
creation,
Faded
in dawn light,
A
nagging mnemonic,
To
tiptoe on tongue.
Fuelling
new thinking,
The
cycle continues,
With
refreshing energy,
Life
goes on...
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