Armadillo Poet

The ship, it sinks
And to my loss
A cable grabs my leg
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And they kill.

The first dog's
face looms as
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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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Sweet-
Red claws
Cover pink
Skin-meats.
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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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Do they sit when they call

Some get chased from the wind's shadow
To the shaking leaf
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…and I’ve come to
my collection
Stepping through a
silvery-glassed,
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'There are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamed of in your philosophy' - a manic depressant

They had never been seen under heaven before and that is why they are named, in rough translation, the 'the visiting ones' in many local dialects
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When the snows first fell, the ice clung to the bell
and whiteness fell over the bay.
That day was the last that the seasons would pass;
the choirs of fish drove astray.
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'...qu'une terre polaire'

The frost wears the sun
Which slides further each day,
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To sit on the roof tops
and observe the tiles

In the low lamp glows of
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Grasping a tree
Her arms stretched back
Her skin grey as the tree
Her eyes wide and dark
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When the trees even
Through the cold
Grow large and stay green
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'Besos que vienen riendo,
luego llorando se van,
y en ellos se va la vida...'
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“…he whose intense thinking
thus makes him a Prometheus;
a vulture
feeds upon that heart for ever;
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