Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Desmond

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And the worlds�skiffs rudderless, rolling on?BR> I know,
Seized from creation by nonentity,
Across the heavens' gray.
trainer flips young alligators over on their backs,
Between the high and the low, in this night.
The edge of that other square cut from the right
As distant memories, through the fog-dimmed light,
Chose to walk out of it, they'd have to pass
Are gliding toward me on the ice into
Not daring to oppose
Is the moon to grow
Empty streets I come upon by chance,
Pallid waste where no radiant fathomers,
Oh you builders,
And still my mind goes groping in the mud to bring
Amid the gloom, there, on the pole, stands black
Wide, whited fields, a way unframed at last
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