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by right of reason

and balm in courage

to this tired tale

I slap down the hurry

the mystic nostalgia

unseats her cindered slave

beauty slaughters her sheep

simplicity

so daring is her knave

to her empty eye

no left marcher bears the ring

so much deflated misery allows

her dependent to sing

and such Pirate to pause

wins all those who carry marked

hands

while acceptable means takes her

lover's lead back again

oh fine martyr of mystery

pray a plenty that you are able to pull

your grinning sword

for your hard won victory

ha!

can only cleanse the abuse you otherwise

can not afford

doubt, the colossal defense

all is bent in allegiance to tired discord

a brutal recompense.................

(April 14,1995)