Look In 2 My Eyes.......

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    Look In 2 My Eyes.......

    One Brisk Morning...
    As the Sun Set Upon...
    The Shores Of The Peninsula...
    I Often Find Myself Behind The Stream Of Reason...
    Like A Falcon Soaring...
    Through The Clouds Of Darkness...
    I Soar In Hope To Cross The Path...
    Of Where My Goblins and Unicorns...
    Feast Upon The Deceptive Concourse...
    Like A Watered Ear Mouse...
    I Caught A Canker Sore...
    As I Ascended Into The Peak Of Hope...
    Where The Hourglass Of My Reflection...
    Became Evident Like A Voice Of Reason...
    Suddenly I Heard The Echoes ...
    Of A Dark Mask Mummy Whispering...
    2 The Joyous Trumpeter...
    Of Where The Sculptor Fold Himself...
    Hiding Behind The Curtain Of This Nemesis...

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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