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We
need to construct boxes, this world being complex
And
messy to boot, so we approximate sanity
By
filling compartments and writing thum..
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There was, in a once upon another
time
A
man (his name and work
Being lost to the boot sales and
dustbins of time)
Who made a reputat..
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We
have the full complement of the requisite barriers:
Barbed
wire, barren landscape, unpleasant canines,
Stark
metallic towers with vagu..
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We’d
forgotten the smell, quite frankly,
The
slightly citrus tang in the nostrils,
Accompanied
by the roaring of the cannon-shaped ..
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Not much happens in
these parts, he
would demur,
As
if he’d be asked in the first place,
He
one of the dwindling few remai..
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As far as these children are
concerned,
It is the sky itself that is
ringing;
Not knowing how on a very
still day such as this,
The mo..
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I recollect the whole thing as
clearly as if I had awoke with the sun,
Dispensing with any alarm, fully
awake and engaged.
I am on a ..
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They will, at certain times in
certain locales, toil or spin,
For oft times the exigencies of
the gray and workaday world
Exhibit..
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I hope I never see the hounds guardin’ the gates of Hell, mind you,
But I suspect they can’t be more fearful than the shepherds
..
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The clouds have piled up to the
west once again,
Grave and solemn as ancient,
inscrutable judges
As they roll off the lake out
toward..
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