Two Souls Sat Before Me
Two souls sat before me One pointed straight and one askew Well-worn but still some cushion there Both carried stains and patches new Then I heard a ticking o’er my head Not quite above, but to my left...
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A muse appears in many forms From beautiful to beastly The art we bear equally so From hellish born to priestly –April Resnick The Good and Evil Angels, by William Blake
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Oh to be a big ink blot On God’s plain-white bedsheets A spot that He cannot un-see A Stain that won’t come clean -a.r.
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Our Father Must I crush my own skull To mute the incessant hum Of projected passing happy time My palms fit perfect at each temple They shall meet in silent prayer I will be done Hairline cracks like...
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