"oas" poems
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I wonder if elli or Eliot thinks I'm good, does he even kin
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Alright IDE that's right walken
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Mar 1, 2015
Mar 1, 2015 at 4:58 PM UTC
I did not realize soon enough that I wanted to be someone else, not somewhere else.
I thought I could not bear people (I am not enough for people),
but after all the beauty I have seen...
All the hallowed halls,
all the remnants left
by those now centuries gone--
they are not worth a single living thing.
A harp without a harpist
is just a confusion of strings.
And there is no grandeur we can create
that will ever take our place.
I am saying it could all be ashes
if you leave.
Jun 28, 2018
Jun 28, 2018 at 8:31 AM UTC