In an overwhelming crowd
Find yourself:
All around they sweat;
All around they breathe,
And heave, and struggle.
Feel your body sweat,
Feel it breathe, heave;
You struggle.

In a dark and lonely hall
The same you is found:
Bodies rush past,
No utterance, no acknowledgement;
As you rush past
Wordless,
Acknowledging nothing.

In a wind swept park,
There again:
Flies haunt you,
They buzz you
And you swat;
As the one you haunt
Swats you –
And you buzz.

On a moonlit night
You lose yourself:
All around is illusion;
All within disillusion;
All before is gone;
All to come’s been paid for,
As you sweat, you breathe,
Heave and struggle.