The Skeptical Sublime

In the fierce indifference of the mind
The heart bends its time, inclines
Toward darker climes, involves
What stirs below the threshold
Of the mind’s laughter: endless doubts
And dismay at love’s old wars
Of lust and betrayal; skeptical,
The stars turn away, without thought
Of mind or heart; they like it that way.

– Steven Craig Hickman ©2014 Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author is strictly prohibited.


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