a man who understood his fate, all too well ?
who hid a great deal of himself, out of necessity ?

but, while designing machines of war,
possessed it seems, a gentle and inquisitive nature.
critics say the discipline necessary to ward off
boredom, was lacking.

at his height of power, he was not without detractors-
as the many patrons in his thrall, put their money not on
his beautiful red chalk , but the poet's quill.

hat's off to this well trammeled scullcap
and victory
bittersweet  !





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I.    Parting The Seas
      With Their Acid Tongues


Have you seen the herd
Their disparaging words
Ever felt their burn
Their teeth newly
straightened
Their letters
capped boldly
And augered in -

Never ?

Parting the seas
With their acid tongues
Overzealous murderers
Twirling their guns
Finger painting
In puddles of blood
Far and above
The multitudes,
Fainting  -

Prose, my love ?

They're but disgraced mystics
Moneyed for nothing
Soon to face their own
Caustic hmmmmm,
Hatred's vast acreage.
For an ill wind
Blows no one good -

You don't say -

Ask anyone.
Or haven't you heard
Page Six -
This is the way
Come
Inside !




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Lessons :    ( 1. ) Attraction.
            ( 2. ) Attention.

1.
Lessons of attraction
Teach that often
Little or none
May serve (one)
Sufficiently well
Deftly in fact
If well played to
Another party (one)
So similarly unclined.

2.
Attention (Ed) :
Every tilt and curve ............ (onetwo)
Every pitch and yaw ............. (onetwo)
Every flat and valley (ed) ... (onetwo)
Whorl is well deserving of .... (onetwo)
Entention (And) :

3.
Faith(ungh)divided(one-two, one-two-three)
(twoby twoby twoby)
to the hilt.

    



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Dat ***** Kild (sic), yo !

Little White
Snitch
***** Kild (sic), yo !
Galantine White
Worked Like a Charm
Cataleptic Farm.

See Nothing
Say Something
See Nothing
Say Something
Liked, Liked, This.

See Nothing
Say Nothing
See Nothing
Say Nothing
Said : Liked This

Liked, Liked, This
Liked, Liked, Liked
Liked, Liked This

Kited Dread Slough !



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II .  Towards the infinite, possessed  



There is a common sense of
denial that most hold close.
uphold in fact-
whose seeds were
planted slyly long ago.

It was in such moments
of melancholy and doubt
that my lover and I dwelled-
not almost, but completely
never touching.

This preserve which rose steadily
towards the infinite, possessed
an emptiness and complexity
I faithfully failed to question-


Enchanting this
reflection.




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Are bent
turn as deaf
too often  -


Ears *****
are bent
turn as deaf
as often as not-
And therein is
the lesson.

Out beyond
where the tracks bend
Lessons live on
are borrowed upon-
take wettened spark.

And,
less often
than thought
are not scattered  
by time, out of mind,
abandoned, but
instead passed 'round
and 'round softly
Down down
down down-
this dented
prickly
crown.




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