Richard moss

Achievements

Ants do not argue socialism
Anymore than suns debate suns
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Dismantle stars
To find the single flame
From the strike of a match.
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As god's breathe is a fragrant breeze
Mingling with the foul stench of a landfill
So my faith is the faint scent of honey and clover
In a molding, rotten hive.
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I looked through the window at the lawn.
Orioles and robins and wrens
Were directing the tragedy of a worm.
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