Jonathan ROBIN Poems

Acceptance Love Open Harmony Always
Love Open Harmony Always Acceptance
Open Harmony Always Acceptance Love
Harmony Always Acceptance Love Open
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Master of the Caravan
'Silken sashes, salt slabs, precious spice,
Are but a tithe of goods we could sell well.
Make speed indeed for Fate deeds need's greed dice,
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While fireworks exploded overhead,
worn women walked the street,
proffering for a space tired breasts torn bed,
at corners indiscrete,
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All their world's a page,
and all the players Internet addicted,
they have their resumés, their pseudonyms,
each actor for a time plays many parts,
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All their world's a page,
and all the players minitel-mad players,
they have their résumés, their pseudonyms,
each actor for a time plays many parts,
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Every element craves this interplay,
March up, oh Time, aeons cannot seek more.
Mirror, you gave matter deep themes to score:
All the pulse's implants, beats, amaze.
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Ties restrain you,
flies handicap,
laces strain you -
so cut the crap!
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