Monday, August 24, 2015
A tale of pity and woe
A tale of pity and woe
beneath our ancestors moon
we dance voraciously toward
an ideal of refrain - mist
before us aids our breath
on this a most moist encounter
with rampant appetite in
a most peculiar rendition
of Faust on a half shell -
Why does it rain for
sorrow when it is just
as important as the
sunshine's joy within?
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