O vos omnes qui transitis per viam--
(Quotations, meditations, sparks to cling to)
is the cruelest month, breeding
attendite et videte
(Memories, Mnemosyne,
the cruelest god, breeding)
(A typo: "breding." Breading, God!)
Darkling I listen, and for many a time--
(Finish the sentence)
I have been half in love with
With who
You know who
afternoons, I cast my sad nets
si est dolor sicut dolor meus.
(There is, child, there is.)
O vos omnes qui transitis per viam: Attendite et videte si est dolor sicut dolor meus.
(Blogalong, blogalong, listen to the Cure, and are we sixteen still, and)
Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme,
To take into the air my quiet breath--
Just run until forever.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
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