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The Poem Neruda Did Not Write
The Poem Neruda Did Not Write (Ode to Pablo Neruda) Hello, Pablo, nice to see you are here! Not feeding the Bird? at A Lemon grove that hums A Song of Despair, which appear to be From--Twenty Poems of Love that were forever Lost in the forest... of Nothing But Death, where a Tower Of Light has not been, and never been, at best Leaning Into The Afternoons of life, nor In My Sky At Twilight when I rest. Like you, Fleas interest me so much... than wife who From The Book of Questions seeks the Love of Some Beasts or The Dictators who knife the Cat’s Dream? The dreams, ah dreams that speak of dreams! Us; We Are Many, Walking Around by Your feet, by Your Laughter. Oh, yes! Oft I like your hat that speaks, to me, of crown and your coat, covering Clenched Soul of prose that’s Drunk as Drunk like Enigmas of dawn, but you know, I prefer you, much because... Hmm, I Crave Your Mouth, Your Voice, Your Hair and I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You, my Brown and Agile Child, heir to sacred Canto XII from the Heights of Macchu Picchu, where your speech filled the air. And what is now? A Dog Has Died, your Love, but why The Weary One?...still, The Light Wraps You!
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