Obsession
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Barry Middleton
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When obsession takes hold,
nothing else enters consciousness.
Lovers do not think of death.
The dying do not remember love.
The world is seen through a tunnel,
the field of view is narrow.
There may be an ordinary scene,
a flower, a woman, a dream.
There may be a harbinger of death,
tombstones of obscure ghosts.
Beyond this stage, the clouds drift,
unobserved and silent.
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