Poetry and prose from a Beatnik born in the wrong era
Thursday, January 17, 2008
We Who Cannot Love
the corona of a tear rips apart the pool entranced by our nemesis we who cannot love our corpses bloom leaving flowers on graves the bell of daffodil echoes it tolls silently for thee
J.R.R. Tolkien claimed the most beautiful combination of words in the English language to be "cellar door" but I believe them to be "electric peanut". Roll them off your tongue and feel the power.
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