05-16-2014, 04:30 AM
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The women come and go talking of you and Rimbaud,
not to your great surprise, seeing as how you’re etherized;
not needing patience to rise till the afternoon,
whether sun or gloom, writing, reading, confessing in your room
wondering if death will come too soon. You muse,
not too soon, your arms there already no Atlas need you be.
I wonder, I wonder, dare I have a cup of tea,
and would Joyce follow me, to the sea, to the sea,
to the ever breathing sea?
–Erthona
©2005
The women come and go talking of you and Rimbaud,
not to your great surprise, seeing as how you’re etherized;
not needing patience to rise till the afternoon,
whether sun or gloom, writing, reading, confessing in your room
wondering if death will come too soon. You muse,
not too soon, your arms there already no Atlas need you be.
I wonder, I wonder, dare I have a cup of tea,
and would Joyce follow me, to the sea, to the sea,
to the ever breathing sea?
–Erthona
©2005
How long after picking up the brush, the first masterpiece?
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.