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A Less Distinct Boundary by Mark Nicholson
from Legacy 1972
A Less Distinct Boundary
by Mark Nicholson
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And there has always been the river,
with its heavy smell of decay,
the decay weighted mud,
fast hopeless currents of deadly
forces and persuasions,
and all the meaningless forms and motions.
He has stood on the banks before,
watching fascinated as other mirrored
wreckage-blundered past to destinations
of terrified forgetting.
Lately the edges have been crumbing
slightly,
making a less distinct boundary to
tell him when the crossing over from
watcher to wreckage took place,
And he knows the only hope is to
cross the confused waters or go
back to the beginning again,
or - stay and disintegrate...
