When we awoke, we found a great curtain of linked metal rungs had been lowered to earth from the sky. The chain mail drape connected land and sky and ran as far the eye could see, across the ocean
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the love poems roll out of this machine
endless,
and full offense--
hackneyed.
you feed it everything and yet
it couldn't print you for all the world, or me
you, with your heart of clear air and
your wide and guileless eyes
that dart away, as do our hands
in fists
because people break what they touch
or break the spell, with words
the poet had better leave alone.
endless,
and full offense--
hackneyed.
you feed it everything and yet
it couldn't print you for all the world, or me
you, with your heart of clear air and
your wide and guileless eyes
that dart away, as do our hands
in fists
because people break what they touch
or break the spell, with words
the poet had better leave alone.
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