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My stories

letter to a young lady

Hmm... Cecelia, I hope my reply didn't seem over-enthusiastic. See, it just pleasantly took me by surprise to have such a very young lady express her...

poem for a nubile asiatic beauty

I'm okay, baby Rung, except maybe that I'm flying a little too close to the sun... but such fire I've known fire before, and know how to do just what...

Welcome to the Psychtropolis

Fed on bacon, greens, and gruel, we're all some devil's tool... over-pious, gluttonous, socially impure... we live inconstant lives of constant...

hermit haiku set, vers. 2

Dedicated to Ganesh The bed is silken, wide and cold; Life's libretto moth-eaten and old yet I clasp clawed hands in passionate prayer as if I were...
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hermit haiku set

The bed is silken, wide and cold, the libretto moth-eaten and old and yet I claps hands in penitent prayer as if I were Atlas Ra's rays light my...

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