Contemplation

Contemplation finds itself when moods have stormed away, and I can sit alone and grey upon a cold and cloudy day. I watch the sky slow-rotate round while I wait, lowly, on the ground. So calm when all my fire’s spent I feel the pulse where blood has went from heart to head and back […]

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Copernicus Poternicus

People: Copernicus Poternicus, how come you deserted us?  We thought you would return with us from the megalopolis.    Copernicus: I could have predicted this confusion by contradicting your conclusion, but you inflicted a contusion  on my delicate constitution. Ay, ay, ay!  My cardiac! My tympanum! My scholastic, core curriculum! My endoplasmic (poor) reticulum! And […]

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