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giving up the zeitgeist

They implore you to give up the ghost-   but what would be left in the machine;     No visceral response to a knee jerk reaction                 
     
    ...and you have no guts-no glory.                  
Christ, you're just an uncut page out of one of Gatsby's great books.                  
Your story still untold, yet people marvel at your worth on a sterilized shelf.                  
                   
It matters not that you are made of matter, all you will swear and live by  will remove itself at the various train stops this devellish vessel is lurching forward to arrive at.                  
                   
To those virgins who make most of time, time is never of the essence-                  
It's a constructed device, a scare tactic to make haste of life in a world where chaos is better matched in wit.                  
                   
A broken clock will display the                  
correct time twice, so I choose not to track time and thrwart my gaze from the grave.                  
They say the letting-go is the final stage...
 I call it the final solution,                  
And Hitler wants his zeitgeist era back.                  
  I want this ghost to haunt me,                  
       then scare me to death..
stuttersstep
Author's Note
I gave myself a quick write of a 10 minute time frame and worked out some of the kinks later. Nothing in particular just exploring the topic of being and nothingness.
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