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Thursday, November 6, 2014
Cryptic Relativity
There’s a where
We all come from
And there’s a where
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We all go—here’s where
We all are, never aware
We never were.
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
Voodoo
Do I have to spell it out for you?
It so happened
The last quack who ravished me
Over a dish of Peking duck
At the
China Clipper
I turned into a witch,
Doctor Tu.
Saturday, November 1, 2014
Out the Window
All these derelicts
Abandoned, one
Wonders where
The room went
Along with the view.
Wednesday, October 29, 2014
Coming upon a Hitherto Unknown Poem by Sappho
[deterioration highly evident]
heart frag[mented?] yet
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put together so
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[lovingly?]
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perfect [that]
nothing could
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go to pieces
[rampant moth bites]
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forever [like?]
[ ] that
[papyrus in fluttering tatters]
Monday, October 27, 2014
Introduction to
Beginning Cultivation for Dummies
planted
with
in
each
seed
is
an
idea
sow it.
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