Feel It Now Poem by William B. Deutscher
Feel It Now
Feel it now,
your own bundle of gloom.
Nightly cries of passion
from the showgirl's dressing room.
Feel it now,
your constant teasing charm.
Effervescent joy doll,
hung from the highest yard arm.
Call the goodly children
who day for night lie sprawled,
All the creature comforts
carpeted wall-to-wall.
Feel it now,
your own widening gap.
Fissure of epic dimensions.
Life's glittering trap.
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