Sonnet VI I live, therefore, I love, if code allows. Debug that one in your text editor And ride the blue laser beams as you browse Escape routes from the hunting predator. It smells your blood! It smells your inky blood That flows in waves across the universe To nourish otherworldly flower buds And pool…
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Sept11
It’s always a loop – love.Echoing in the chambers, Tattooed across the night, As drunken fools lurch Into front gardens, Disturbing foxes and dustbins, For some unrequited romancing And a bit of dodging father’s shoes. You can re-record the back beat, But you can never quite Remaster the soul. D. H. Lawrence, English writer and…