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The cicadas expertly play Nature's glass harmonica: One sustained note, A summation of their sexuality Without climax; A month-long melodeon reci..

"You look young for your age," Said the impersonal stranger Writing from his postcard stronghold In the cybernaut dimension. Age not withstanding,..

There was little time to devote to reflection As we stared at the stone that bears his name On the verdant hill above the river. We had toured his ..

As if time's dominion was ever in doubt, See how in a lifespan three wracks came about: First Seneca's Sentinel tumbled down; Next, Wall Arch colla..

I just met one man of my dreams-- I say "one" for I have multifarious dreams-- Who is bright and bold and articulate, Worldly, industrious, and n..

One sot says to his fellow sot: "Why don't they love us? Another shot!" The second then says to sot the first: "Damn our vile and unquenchable thir..

Pink snowdrifts From double cherries Collect in gutters, Get swept into sewers. Our magical streetscapes Last but a few days.

Denying the truth, denying reality Relieves the pain for only an instant; It cannot effect a lasting cure, For the ills of the world exist and pers..

He's achingly lonely, lost in a maze Of self-reflection. He can't relate To the opposite sex, despite his urges. Therefore, he takes the easy route..

Even in an idyllic retreat, Frustration intrudes and shakes the foundation, Catapulting dishes from shelves and swaying The chandeliers deliriously..