Odysseus and the Sirens
Friday, May 24, 2013
Out of the Dream of Time
Into the stunned, dreamless state
Of being awake in fixed
Stupor. What's the word for it?
Oh please, what's the word for it?
They're all stolen anyway.
Would it matter to take one
More? Yes. You want words? Make time.
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