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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Among a stone-wreathed, sun-fried declivity On earth’s raised stomach, a shack. Common With the nervousness of heat, such shack-up Points bury their heads in shame forever... School hours brought me to such beginnings, Such introductions, transient and loosely Translated into vulgar languages aired by A hairless harum scarum – MY LANDLADY! Her vowels, resonant with crudity, frayed the Walls, reaching the cruel apex of wanton folly, Embellished with tattered pollutions of crimson Air. Her consonants, tongue in cheek, jeered at Remote efforts applied to disarm a vector with Borrowed proboscis. Paraphrased sex lined up Lips that chewed with primed caution, when Pressed to announce, through optimistic, Sarcastic leverage: ‘YOUR RENT IS DUE! ’ But the moon always winked at me. All four Phases richly painted, slowly sketched to crawl, And not by any fast means, run. The seasons Nudged me to remind me they were not yet run Over by the wheels of time. But she befriended the calendar, stiff with hard Resolutions to turn over her pages. By a runnel’s Course, she evoked the late principles of buried Time, calculating the length of days, the width of Nights and the circumference of her wilted Patience. Hourglass was polished clean to reflect The sun’s glare through holes pierced by decibels Of eastern hymns, composed before the waking of Larks, when like an underpaid courtesan, she would Hammer her now contagious sign-slogan, but Now robustly rephrased: ‘YOUR RENT IS OVERDUE! ’
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