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Once across the river,Orthogonality is scrapped,As if Cartesians tired of itAnd abstractedly doodled on our maps.In Arlington, quadrates degenerateInt..
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When blue skies fail,The verdict is in:Cold nights ahead,Companioning dread.Though suns may blazeIn the ether above,Persistent hazeDepletes their heat..
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Is it fair to readers to amalgamateFive "normal" novelsInto one mammoth tract?Such a bloat seems to me to beExercise only,To prove authorial mettle,A ..
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The duality is crippling, perplexing enoughTo drive me nuts.On one hand there's the balking,The avert-and-avoid dance,The blatant distancing, the rebu..
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Standing outside all isms and ologies,Naked am I when storms descend,But fortunate, too, not being stuckIn a smoky cave or malodorous hut.Crowds may g..
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O courtesan dear, thou art so sweet,From tiny earlobes to tidy feet,With perfect undulations deployed--A classic noir cat fit for celluloid.Thou plies..
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Art, when mated with profitability,Begets something else, something quasi-industrial.Witness the process of mellowfication:Defiance bludgeoned into co..
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I had a dream the other night:The cherry trees were blooming early,Now, in the desolation of winter.That may very well happen--Such confusions are no ..
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Here we are in a brand new year;Has anything changed? Nothing, I fear.The elevator continues to sinkThrough sub-cells and cellars with mephitic stink,..
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There can be no more poetryAs long as humans cannot loveNor wish to find love,For the task is now arduousTo the point of exhaustion,And possibly, exti..
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