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| That god's not anthropomorphic, or man is as significant as an insect Or he knows nothing, or is the poorest of lovers that ever lived. A rare occurrence When a poet does something other than merely amuse for the moment But carves a niche in the soul of a person That is indelible, that is painful, and at the same time bliss. To Capture a Thought To capture a thought you must inoculate it Rhinoceros it falls Hardly a semblance of its former self Transported to the page Cage, prison thought thinks rotten Stripped of its environment skin Tones, and bellowings of freedom!  | Starving If the belly of the poet were full Could he devour the environment like he should Would his taste buds be clean Who's satiated constantly, never needing Could he swallow the bitter as well As the sugary, the rare candy canes of joy The bitter, semi-sweet everyday Could he be the observer he must be If he were not constantly hungry? El Platicadoro Whereof one cannot speak Thereof one should be silent. - Ludwig Wittgenstein Oh, but I love to talk. And  | |||
