The ship, it sinks
And to my loss
A cable grabs my leg
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There's a pleasure watching ink dry
Just that moment when, if you touch,
The words blot on the page
And the feeling behind the words
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There are a few prohibitions
But only one commandment:
Remember you are an intelligent being.
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In bonnets of blue
With red brushes,
Drips of indian yellows
Invite the ant and bee
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like...talk to the gods
metal towers
aloft tapered mountains
broadcast
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While surveying a distant shore
I came across some marble steps
From at their base I gazed upon
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