Gilgamesh: A Verse Narrative

by Anonymous

That night he had a vision of an ax. What does this mean, he said on waking; The people stood around the ax When I tried to lift it, and I failed.

For being human holds a special grief Of privacy within the universe That yearns and waits to be retouched By someone who can take away The memory of death.

Only the loneliness of the Only One Who never acts like gods Is bearable.

Youth is very Cruel to an old face,

It looks into its lines for wisdom So touchingly But there is nothing there to find.