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In arduous heat of early May thus was,The first rains of longest year became,And shallow pools that sat in lonely impasse,Cascaded o'er the asphalt fr..
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In a cauldron of earthly noise, there I stood -Naked dust 'gainst the metonymy of winds,Stooped low in kiss to the comatose wood,And the leagues diver..
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'Tis in hour o' thought whence gluttony clears,For sweet slumber and the slaying o' time,Where'd wane blonde days to grey musings o' years,And daydrea..
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Orders of opaque 'gainst faces ha'e raged,Condemned so to wordless recoil;Obscured to depths whence long'd they waged,O' what of thus silent turmoil?"..
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By the waver of lamps so these keys tire,The walls age 'nother day;Dim the screen deems my wake's expired -Mid numbness o' neuron decay.In peaceful pr..
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What warmth seek I in the scenes that swarm;Familiar as they've grown,By the stones, by blades, the barren arms-They bear no scent unknown...All tensi..
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O' words I was told are treasures to behold,Whence wise we wake to the blood that flows,In sour guts, in sore limbs - o' wonders we wreathe!No more'd ..
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Lifeless
you heed their sprawling limbs and the wayward leers that be,
Servile as thy leaves that wryly pale held to the wind’s mercy,
And si..
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For
long I’d seen thy silent glow whilst the years revolved,
Aboard cars in transit swift or poised in high abode;
Like the moon your crudene..
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On silent nights I hear them gasp round in circles still...Mucous ghosts that slip the eye to breach the window seal,Cheat the alcohol fumes perhaps, ..
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