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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Spirit whose work is done The produce of my poetry A scented gift Designedly Bearing the present moment. I´m unable to make a living from my poetry Even though i would not freeze in most In any winter In the market of ignorance Since i´m a poor poet I can´t do some shopping. I travel fast drawing in woodland the path We spend our lives in conceiving The divine of God himself. Culminate in the present moment The charachter of truth Revealing the circumstances The offence for which someone was murdered-. I will briefly narrate another crime As E. A Poe Whose work is like Homer Which occurred about the same time As the murdered of love The characters of the truth Revealing from the circumstances The offence for which someone was murdered. Whilst I´m detailing bloody deeds Proof and evidence Which took place during my stay in this building Where everyday the butcher puts off his killing clothes Or sharpens his knife Enjoying his repartee and art of robbery. That I have told you nothing about crime That is not true! I told you everything about serious literature You most pardon me if i repeat That remark now And then this letters infamic realistic literature I want you to take seriously the things i´m telling you And feel that if i were in your place And you in mine But when i wrote the metamorphose The law of life in the trial I walked in a desert And experiment misery in the castle That night Whether one look ahead with fear Or anticipation The German war machine The ghost in the machine Mussolini in Italy Hitler in Germany. Coherence Rather than actual reflexion of reality The workers of the world Whose spirit of the the world I guess is the handkerchif of the lord A scented gift and rembrancer designedly dropt In the corners That we may see and remark and say :whose? Balzac Or i guess the grass is itself a child of Dickens The produce babe of vegetation. Zola the new balzac From the agency of change becomes the multitude A rainbow coalition of fragmented identities In nature there are two types of parasites: The first is the plant which attaches itself to another plant And steals food from the host. The second type is a minute Living organism which invades and grows within plant Or animal tissue and obtains its nourishment from it. As the system presses against its natural limits
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