In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, "Is it good, friend?"
"It is bitter-bitter," he answered,
"But I like it
"Because it is bitter,
"And because it is my heart."

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I stood upon a high place,
And saw, below, many devils
Running, leaping,
And carousing in sin.
One looked up, grinning,
And said, "Comrade! Brother!"

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I saw a man pursuing the horizon,
Round and round they sped.
I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man.
"It is futile," I said.
"You can never-"


"You lie," he cried,
And ran on.

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A man said to the universe:
"Sir, I exist!"
"However," replied the universe,
"The fact has not created in me
"A sense of obligation."

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