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now and again some toward man with a pulse
may pass a c a s u al glance over the burnished rot
of your plagiarized thoughts , and feign
s o m n a m b i v a l e n c e SO THAT YOU,
( whose only infinite character is as a fool for flattery ,)
may for a moment fancy yourself a picture
a n d n o t a p u z z l e p i ss,
so heavily affected and boringly tragic when
inevitably broken apart and sprinkled back into some
flimsy box
interred into the shallow sw e e p of long-haired gr a ss
, and things that actually last ,
you succinct and unremarkable little mess.
(not even the sublimest delusions of l o ve and love li ness
stop nails in coffins in lonely plans & plots for even just a patch
of t i me less ness.
to bear a faggot or to be enflamed-
and thus they hasten to the end, and thus are shamed.)
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