squint’d figueres
tilt’d heavenly
tiny battlements
whirl
swirl
dante’s speed dial’d
confessional boot
booth
loose’d
a joshua
begs the sun
for a victory
calvary’s long grin
sin’d.
eclipse’d viceroy limp
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truenorthavenue: "In the midst of this chopping sea of civilized life, such are the clouds and storms and quicksands and thousand-and-one items to be allowed for, that a man has to live, if he would not founder and go to the bottom and not make his port at all, by dead reckoning, and he must be a great calculator indeed who succeeds. Simplify, Simplify." h.d. Thoreau
