Elizabeth Anne Martina Ryan Biography

Vanished day,
to strive for fame, to glitter in a marble pool
but lose the task
You sit among the virtuous weeding out life
Personalities sulk
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Spongey beer shells the brain's late noon
Close the window on the tortured cats' feudal sex
The cash register below rings like a phone
The weather inside's cold though outside's blue
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I throw in my lot with them
showing me the crashed lights they drove into
cold isolate Bohemians
My mind is filled with condiments
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"I started out with a frayed and urgent lyric
I suppose it was a comparative poverty
then learning appealed to me, though the past scared
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"Now the teachers bore me
He passes, with his fallen interests
preaching what benefits, softened tyrant
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