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In the continuum, nothing changes,Day to day, night after night,Even though tasks are accomplished:Books are read, words scribed and corrected,Chores ..
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. . . came wafting out of the murky wasteWe call our social cyber-swamp:A lanky, leggerly, coy giraffe,A fugitive from the Nebraskan zoo, With spill o..
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What is the significance of this:That the one who can claim the highest scoreIn my tests of compatibilityIs a thoroughbred demi-lunatic?Does this resu..
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We believe that we're immortal, but we're not.The evidence arrives in dribs and drabs;One by one, familiar stars expire,Bit by bit, the world grows co..
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Hiya, Pariah! How ya been?Good to see you unclearly again.We missed you, and missing you is the keyTo gladness and geniality.Now, pardon me as I turn ..
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In my muddled half-drowse, when pillar stands,I'm unencumbered; there are no demands.This fairytale state does not equateTo anything nearing the stand..
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Under the orange roof of love,The autumnal canopy,We set up chairs and toasted thereThe flavors of the vine,And rued the coming of the chillThat devas..
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On a whim I went out to the rooftop last night.Fine views to be had there, they said. (They were right.)Make friends with your peers--it’ll be s..
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Five stout basswoods, symbol of our neighborhood,Sawn to stumps in one cruel morning.Why o why this perfidy?I can accept that one was dead,And a secon..
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Go to sleep, lilies, the time has come;Your custos, the opportunistic sun,Has boarded its tramp-train, heading south,And won't be back till winter win..
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