Dog goD 8Hate Poems

SiR: the context is in the tone...
this train has that... a big... mEATy... ENGINE...
a 'fierce-throated beauty! ' and that can pull through
mordant trials, up tracks that contend sacred cast, and
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Oh the moon in its invidious
state of affair as I grapple
with my slumber's adamant bee-
queathal, and, as it stings
...

You're into ...
Cognitive Science?

Dear soul:
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I drove to the mall today,
the only place to buy
razor blades, and contended
with a heap of madness.
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The Xmas clan,
a shrinking contingent
of Santa's friends,
contended for singular status,
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Bizarre how canny the uncanny;
they paint their house white
but with black paint: irony...
flagrance for a heated fight!
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Years a subject of deprivation's
vocation - talent to deny -
shall I speak of distant design
beyond this adamant 'NOW, ' where,
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Pontificate stealthy and ''wise? ''
the words glossed with sweet style.
Stand in the light of a dark-world's
candle, alight at both ends.
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I know, it's not you,
it's not me...
who can see?
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And today again - my mean
Conviviality - How I show affection
With acrimony.
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