Transcendental Sonnet #653:
And So Good Night

O bitter night! O mocking morn!
A curse that I was ever born

What curiosity is satisfied
Is hardly worth the cruelty and fear
Of this my having lived my having died
Now I would sleep I would escape from here

I wanted to do good once to do well
Impossible! Sadistic mockery!
Spun to death on an insane carousel
Now there is almost nothing left of me

I will finish my book and then die
Let it all go now and so good night
No one will care and neither will I
But know I went struggling... toward the light

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+Steven Curtis Lance

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Steve,

Dread and fear for you and yours, the wanting to get your task over and done with
then fade away is one I live everyday.

Im still here and so are you, just remember one task finished is the start of a new for people like me and you.

Chin up old chap we are gonna make it !

Honi Soit Que Mal Y Pense !

J