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YOU’RE REALLY NOT THAT SMART
The learned should not—and cannot—be popular. Virtuous, but not learned, is the pathway to the happiness religion brings—the poetry of religion and the religion of poetry, which transcends...
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POLITICS, AND THE IMPOSSIBILITY OF LOVE
The Democrat wants to bring someone else in to spice up their marriage. The Democrat wants an abortion to make it easier to bring someone else in to spice up their marriage. The Democrat wants their...
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I SOLVED MY DREAMS
I solved my dreams. Every one Of my dreams is solved. What’s done Lives on as a dream, and what’s to come Will be a dream; know your dreams, Because nothing really is. Everything seems. Nothing makes...
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NO ERROR IS ERROR
No error is error, because all error Reflects error, and all reflection is true. There is no error to forgive. This would be to confuse error With how much I give my heart to you. I love you, and this...
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THE 13TH OF LOVE
The 13th of Love was a dark and stormy day. When we love, most of us love that way. Humans are monsters (They wash their hair too much, they smile without their eyes) And I can barely stand To say “I...
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ETERNAL MOOD, VALENTINE’S DAY
You cannot think this will be an end to this. Once something is said It is never dead. Protection was not necessary. The kiss Is all. The rest, the anxiety of dogs. Do you think this—can be an end, to...
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I GIVE
I give Valentines to everyone To hide I am giving a Valentine to one— Whom I especially approve of— Though it only resembles, superficially, love. I wish I could love with real passion; I only live in...
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THE EXCLUDED
Life is too complex to trust each other. Only nice things last. We must raise large amounts of money, very very, fast. Everything that’s virtuous is leaning towards the past. “All the pretty little...
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I BETTER WRITE THIS POEM FOR YOU
I better write this poem for you, Or you’ll be angry, and then I won’t know what to do. And then there’s all this water, because I built a dam, So I better use it, or you won’t know who I am. Other...
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THINGS ARE REALLY NOT THAT GOOD
Things are really not that good. Control is everything, and the good Is not the goal; control is. The start and end of us all Is not love or good, but control. Everything truly good is merely food....
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AND SO YOU TAKE REVENGE
And so you take revenge— And make yourself a better person— By hating me, Because I loved you inefficiently. When you see me, you move away from me. You wish you had bodyguards to hurt me, But you...
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IF YOU WERE THEM YOU WOULD DO AS THEM.
If you were them you would do as them. There’s no free will—but don’t obey What moves them, and then they Will see what they are— Not individual, having no free will; They are really not very far From...
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IT’S ALL IN THE WAY IT’S PRESENTED
It’s too late for this poem to be You, at last, for the first time, seeing me. It’s all in the way it’s presented, isn’t it? If I take what I love, and because I love it, Thrust this poem towards you,...
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THE BLUE FAR AWAY
Painting demands the blue light move from light blue to dark blue Like the finishing of a day. When do we call blue, dark blue or lighter blue? It’s difficult to say. Painting is what is true;...
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SORROW IS THE VESSEL
You’re not going to see happiness Unless you see sorrow. You won’t see what your criticism meant Unless you criticize the president. You won’t see how the world vainly exists Unless you feel your own...
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THE CONSERVATIVE
When I realized how sad I was— And how it profited me to say Exactly how I felt, to everyone around me every day, Starting with my mother before I was one— It was that moment when I read A poem by...
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PEOPLE ARE CRAZY SO YOU CAN BE LOVED
This poem is crazy. The best ones are. They go out as a sun and come back as a star. I’m trying to fit this poem into a dream. Here is my poem’s theme: People are crazy so you can be loved. Those...
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THROUGH THE EYES OF OTHERS
If you want to rise, See the world through others’ eyes. Love can come from only you, But love is better when you share the view. Eager self-love and its enmity, Strike out at kindness and sympathy,...
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DEFENDING MYSELF
I became a poet to defend the child That I felt in my heart I was. I had so much to explain, but I knew All explanations come up short. Even you Shook your wise head and did not understand When I...
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WHAT ARE THEY SHOUTING ABOUT NOW?
It’s amazing how much we love the mob And everywhere there seems to be a conspiracy to rob Us of intimacy and the joyful, private kiss; The news we absolutely cannot miss Informs us every kiss is...
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