Time-limited Desire

Of course we all might hesitate before

We think and act.  We know this since

The end of every action is ordained, is sore

With doom.  Our destinies will always mince

Our thoughts and actions when the cosmos can.

It chows on them and will not try to bring

Them back to life.  Philosophers may scan

All possibilities.  One of them may sing

Of Infinite Recurrence, but that ain’t

The truth.  Our lives and all their elements

Are shoved to nothingness.  Yes, both the saint

And sinner are one-time experiments.

  We think.  We hesitate—and then we try.

    We try.  We try.  And then at last we die.

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