ekkis
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poetry = nonsense
nonsense = meaninglessness
meaninglessness = void
void = nothingness
nothingness = spirit
nonsense = meaninglessness
meaninglessness = void
void = nothingness
nothingness = spirit
Shallow |
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when I say I'm shallow I mean
thy mind can I read as if
it were an open book
I mean that the hour
of my father's death
shall I stand resolute
and without apprehension
for I know in my heart
that all creatures are made
to bear witness to cause
I mean that a house
with four bedrooms
holds four too many
for my needs
and a garden of peonies
is but wasted on my indurate heart
when I say I'm shallow I mean
that all that seems within is without
and all that is taken as presence
is merely the contrivance of a universe
whose rules predicate its existence
on the perpetuance of thy illusion
thus I spake and said unto thee
that I may well be the shallowest
person you should ever meet
by which I meant that wood in motion
is not of the living. that only a faerie
can change such things. that my heart
aches for thy magic. that aching
is all I know in this lyf. that pain
of the deepest sort is as shallow
as a brackish mere that promises
an abyss yet triumphantly disillusions
us who dreamt of drowning
when I say shallow I mean...
forgive me my lady but I mean
so very many things
as would fill the handsome pages
of the folio of thy patience, and thus
must I remain unexplained, opaque
and a fool before thy grace
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