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A god I want a god as my accomplice who spends nights in houses of ill repute and gets up late on Saturdays a god who whistles through the streets and trembles before the lips of his lover a god who waits

Bad Day Not every day is a good day for the elfin tailor. Some days the stolen cloth reveals what it was made for: a handsome weskit or the jerkin of an elfin sailor. Other days the tailor sees a jacket

We are all human beings That's why we're here, said Julio Lugo to the Globe. Sox fans booed poor Lugo, booed his at-bat after he dropped the ball in the pivotal fifth. That ball, I got to it, I just couldn't

Follow Your Bliss Bliss is the inspiration. By giving up intentions originating from the ego, one feels that he is called to dosomething highly meaningful. Self-gratification is still intense. But the

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ICE Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a water'd shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit; My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles

Continental Divide had no direction to go but up: and this, the shattery road its surface graining, trickle in late thaw—is nothing amiss? —this melt, the sign assures us, natural cycle and whoosh, the

What beautiful is? Beautiful is the 'thank you' Wrapped with gratitude, Offered to peace prone people Who offer what is real-themselves To nurse with love and humility napalm asphyxiated victims in our

Howl Atop this little cliff Bathed in the eerie moonlight My tongue is yet to forget The taste of my own blood The dark sky bears witness To how many nights I’ve spent licking at these wounds Spread across

I saw a rose once, It stood alone amongst a field of thorns Significant, defiant, unique. No one had to tell me for I already knew The seasons it had stood through How it had weathered the storms and handled

ART UP ON THE WALL ! I don’t know where to start from. Whether it’s your eyes or your brows, your smiles or your frowns that Keep me enchanted. Beneath it at all I can see it’s a façade That you worry

Howl: Lunar third Dear moon, forever lover mine My mind is in fragments My heart is shambles My being trembles whenever the winds blow Eerie moon, I’m drunk off your light Dilated eyes kept transfixed

Go on living Those who hurt you are gone They’re living, seldom thinking about what’s been done Possibly oblivious to the harm they have caused And you are here dying to yourself more and more everyday