a single element such as a nose
alters perceptions it is quite a shock
to learn that others know to break the lock
their innocence had been a sort of pose
to keep all present from coming to blows
but now the ship was safely back in dock
had come the time to take due proper stock
and give the winners each a simple rose
there are no visions left that are not sharp
no moments of delight left for the folk
whose urgent need is just to sing and shout
we do not cavil we let others carp
about what presence the great truth awoke
since when it happens there will be no doubt
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
06 January 2008
a single element
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