No! Ode to Know

No Light, no Dark!
No mourn, no doom!
No spark, no ignite, no flint to strike.
No clouds, no shower,
No glass beyond the hour.
No banks, no bed, no "l' into the ocean's well".
No end to Stow,
No iminent danger to hide the "Grow'd".
No leeway to leeward.
No distinguishing features,
No breeding a leecher,
No rules from teachers.
No getting around, no cars,
No trudging, no far.
No slow, no fast,
No moving planted on grass.
No e-mail, no electronics,
No 411 from the half-bionics.
No beach, no snow, no room to roam alone.
No solo, no bare to the bone.
No hugs, no kisses, no social mixes,
No icebreaking to feel for the fixes.
No shadows, no time, no fruit, no mind,
No grey, no prays, no apple, no way.
November!