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My arm for a pillow,
I really like myself
under the hazy moon.
/Yosa Buson (Japan, 1716-1784)
I CLUNK SHUT MY EYES
FALL ASLEEP WITH A BEER
CLASPED DRIBBLING SMOKE
LOATHING TO BE FREE
THE SOFA MY NEST
WAITING FOR MY NAME IS EARL
DREAMING OF GOOD GOOD KARMA.
/Neil Francis Brooks
The Life Of A Cat
Sleep.
Eat.
Sleep.
Play with string.
Sleep.
Eat.
Sleep.
Hunt a bug.
Sleep.
Eat.
Sleep.
Sleep.
Sleep.
/Laurence Overmire
Dead ! One of them shot by the sea in the east,
And one of them shot in the west by the sea.
Both ! both my boys ! If in keeping the feast
You want a great song for your Italy free,
Let none look
Boy: I saw her today
Girl: I saw him today
Boy: It seems like its been forever
Girl: I wonder if he still cares
Boy: She looks better than before
Girl: I couldnt stop staring at him
Boy:
September sports a natural cologne,
A smoke-fed breeze, distributed by Dawn to spread
Through sunburned fields of brown; cool breezes blown
To herald Autumn as the king. The Summer's dead.
Davi
Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing Heaven, and gazing on the earth,
Wandering companionless
Among the stars that have a different birth,--
And ever changing, like a joyless eye
That finds n
To outer senses there is peace,
A dreamy peace on either hand
Deep silence in the shadowy land,
Deep silence where the shadows cease.
Save for a cry that echoes shrill
From some lone bird disc
Wrath brought Thyestes low to a heavy doom
and is decreed the ultimate cause why all
proud cities finally fall to utter
ruin and arrogant armies furrow
exultantly through walls with the