Anna Karenina

[DonSchaeffer]

(based on the ballet)

The thing is nearly over.
I haven't even
had a chance to embrace.

The kiss remains uncreated,
too few, faded memories.
And it's nearly over.

Only the dark remains
Unbiased unsmiling
outside the

unprejudiced wall.
How did it slip by,
that sneak of time?

The dancers turn away
and the audience
closes their books.

(Dee Di Di Ditty)