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Fig Fallacy
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NO EYELIDS
Evry day there is far too much confusion
that towers thru time and stifles my mind,
skyscraper to me and my spiritual senses
going up in elevators of clouds, going up,
going up forever in star-streak lightyears.
We transcend the grave and freeze by way
of the floating octopus' electric tentacles.
As I sit and read what I have written here,
I have a meal of the same fear over again.
Therefore, changes create a small reprieve
to cultivate the scene according to needs,
my personal whims, as the mantra joins us
all in unison, The audience is a fig fallacy.
Your inimitable style, which
Your inimitable style, which never fails to remind me of the excellent symbolists, is triumphantly deployed, displayed, and demonstrated in this magificent poem. If I were writing a commentary on your poetic art, I think I would select this poem as the primary example of how, and what, you write. I am not just saying that: it was the initial impression I had immediately after reading this poem.
Starward
Fly Like Armstrong
You already dish out plenty courteous commentaries!
bananas are the perfect food
for prostitues
Thanks for saying so, and I
Thanks for saying so, and I am sure your excellent Poems will continue to inspire more responses---on my part as well as others'.
Starward