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May 2012
Speak slow
with savoured words
these soft yearnings.

Speak soft
of things never spoken.
For words scare
the ibis and carrion crow
which circle and caw
above this simple bed.

Where we lie simply, and roll simply
amongst the long curling legs
that rise above like ivory eyed pedestals
of things beautiful and true.

And yet, this simple bed
will not hold these simple bodies-
beautiful and broken.
And the sanctity of words unspoken
held us by it's token
as we passed into the night
with all we left unspoken.

So speak slow
As we pass into the night.
So speak soft
Under moon burnt light-
But speak! Ye poets,
Ye swine, Ye ****!
Speak and be heard
before the burning sun
with voice, and pen
and scorching scent!
Or suffer the sleep
and endless repent.
Lysander Gray
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Lysander Gray  Citizen of the World.
(Citizen of the World.)   
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   Violet Wade and Alex Burns
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