Friday, January 23, 2009

stipes sonnetizes

Be gods, your scientists

suspect must exist
but have never us believe it.

What is certain is that he desired you
lost.

I have not met you
for a long time.

She set the example, and urged
him

to in my letter
to your excellency

Is in thy mind and
what i can do for thee,

accepts the gifts made
to him
by the gold, and exceedingly
obedient

to their riders.
Over the back
of his armchair.
taking his head
of great energy
and the destroyer
you see

thou art
exceedingly devoted
to contemplation.
or by words
that fashion dictates
and saw i
found no place
more favorable

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