"I stood gimlet-eyed in the Hall to Paradise."
We may have nothing to hide, but is it because we have nothing worth keeping?
All the things you know now
May soon be put on sale
Ev'ry wall full torn down
Level, every cliff and dale.
Silence cannot but dutifully speakDew drops its nectar pale and sweetOn drums that hear the roaring painDespite the flourish of petals feign.
http://epiphanist.wordpress.com/2009/09/30/the-orators-wife/The Orator’s Wife-----------------Deep in her gazewe metin lovewith the dawnshe showed methe sparkling jewelswhich drippedfromher silent mouth(me: teeth?)
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