(Who'd dance with him...?)
But, as I'm
here,
eBay my bier!
Curse the dark 'n'
Philip Larkin!
Di-
(I fear I
see) -es irae.
Enough's enough!
(Putsch came to 'shuff.'*)
* As in the Bard's “shuffle off this
* As in the Bard's “shuffle off this
mortal coil,” not "Shuffle Off to Buffalo."
Feelin' very
“Alighieri.”
God's call'd Bel.
She's
black as well.
He kindly stopp’d* --
'cuz out I'd opt.
* Cf. Ms. Dickinson’s #479.
* Cf. Ms. Dickinson’s #479.
I died. Mom lied.
Ironicide!
Jus' like they tol' ya:
no magnolia.
Kiss good-bye yer
ass, you liar!
Less is more...?
A metaphor.
Memento
mori.
(Now who's sorry...?)
No sound...? No sight...?
No shit! "Good" night*...?
* As in D. Thomas’s “Do not go gentle…”
* As in D. Thomas’s “Do not go gentle…”
Off blocks, my chips...?
Apocalypse!
Pride had shit
to do with it.
Quite warm for May...?
The hell, you say.
Ripley said...
(But Ripley's dead.)
Suspend the search!
Arrivederch!
To be I'd not.
So: off the
pot.*
* As in “shit or get off…”
* As in “shit or get off…”
"Up, up and a-"...?
Propaganda.
Very well:
so this is hell.
What the fuck!
Of all the luck.
X marks the spot.
(By god, it's hot.)
Yes or no...?
Is that stuff snow...?
Zeus...? Hello.
(But I must go.)
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