Saturnian Sleep

So, if I'm being wasted the let me waste away
tomorrow cannot seduce from the dreams of yesterday
and as the sea, I am stagnant and still
there is no sorry bud upon this sorry hill


beyond the lush haze of my half spent ambition
I am one with Icarus and his fallen tradition
so resign me to the slumber of a long Saturnian sleep
with weary eyes and sorrows deep

by Nyx C Styx

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