There is only One,
eye spy a Son.
above the sun is a black hole,
wash away the wrong,
hide the light from the world.
a dark night,
a malignant curse.
maligned intent through years of...education!
it's not all that hard to see,
the produce in front of us all.
the pretty lights blind the world,
what a shitty show, year after year
the Way is never broke--
protean formula, rubric of old.
come what will, come all may
but what i know, i see today.
it's the most quoted of Yeats
because of what it reveals.
now out of that vast memory,
out of the spiritus mundi
and through my self:
it's already been established,
the beast in Beth.
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