  Thought has a bias, Direction a bend, Space its inhibitions, Time a dead end. Is whiteness white? O then, call it black: Farthest from the truth Is yet half-way back. Effect ordains Cause, Head swallowing its tail; Does whale engulf sprat, Or sprat assume whale? Contentions weary, It giddies all to think; Then kiss, girl, kiss! Or drink, fellow, drink! |
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