Saturday, July 26, 2014

5618. TO THE POET, IN STARK REVULSION

TO THE POET, IN 
STARK REVULSION
Take this to your dull sensitometer, and wear it
like a civil cloak. Madness only becomes mad
when all other definitions have failed. We 
really are never what we mean to be.
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I have a red-tailed nomenclature always
ready to give you : the knight in errant armor
comes sneaking around here too often.  Not just
the ghost, in armor, but your paramour too.
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Take this to your dull sensitometer,
and wear it like a civil cloak.

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