and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
Really unreal world, will you perhaps do
the breathing for me while I am away?
Let’s live suddenly without thinking.
Let’s live like the light that kills.
And let’s as silence,
because Whirl’s after all:
(after me) love, and after you.
I occasionally feel vague how
vague I don’t know tenuous Now -
spears and The Then - arrows making do
our mouths, something red, something tall.
When to me you
leap and I’m born we
‘re sunlight of
oneness.
So truly perfectly the skies
by merciful love whispered were,
completes its brightness with your eyes
any illimitable star.
Meanwhile myself
et
cetera
lay quietly
in the deep mud et
cetera
(dreaming,
et
cetera, of
your smile
eyes knees and of your Etcetera.)
-Before leaving my room
i turn, and (stooping
through the morning) kiss
this pillow, dear
where our heads lived and were.
I will not kiss your fucking flag
E.E. CummingsI imagine that yes is the only living thing.
E.E. CummingsThe theory of the free press is not that the truth will be presented completely or perfectly in any one instance, but that the truth will emerge from free discussion
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