3 0 0
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Their nouns are few and stark./
Ours are numerous and dappled/
or subtly shaded and shadowed/
by circumstance and possibility.
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5533
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Their nouns are few and stark./
Ours are numerous and dappled/
or subtly shaded and shadowed/
by circumstance and possibility.
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200
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One must learn to give the Bull the things/
it needs: space, grass and grain, his mates/
and offspring, and elude the things/
its momentary fury wants- your death
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200
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Against that, this testament, scratched/
with misshapen styluses, made/
from memory by unskilled hands,/
with a pallid memory of ink.
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86364
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Against that, this testament, scratched/
with misshapen styluses, made/
from memory by unskilled hands,/
with a pallid memory of ink.
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100
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We once saw giants in the clouds and in/
connected points of stars, and named/
them, gods. We placed them in their /high-halled villas,
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81534
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We once saw giants in the clouds and in/
connected points of stars, and named/
them, gods. We placed them in their high-halled villas,/
on the mountaintop, to game and frolic
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200
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Who could stood up and looked and cursed their eyes./
The cries and whimpers of the undead cursed their ears./
Who lived breathed in the death and found their bodies/
broken in ways invisible. Salt and bitter the only tastes
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12871613
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Their nouns are few and stark./
Ours are numerous and dappled/
or subtly shaded and shadowed/
by circumstance and possibility.
|
100
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We were a people, whole and happy, once./
We were enamored with the repetitions/
and surprises of the world.
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13821814
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We are infused with fear and dread/
of the world we won’t engage/
except through flat screens and remotes,
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108300
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"Great! Great. I got your message . . . yeah, it’s a little long. It’s 140 *words*, not characters . . . "
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1139138
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The stars align against us. Lines of force/
collaborate to push us off the edge/
into the dark abyss we’ve joked about.
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