Otto’s Lament

John Edward Marks (JEM)
Nov 6 · 1 min read
Photo by Ian Espinosa on Unsplash

O! daughter dear, on this Midwestern afternoon
When I can see all the way to Sacramento, I cry
For you, Ariel-blue, in all your golden-girlhood
Too lovely for a life of pettiness and strife were you
You caught a boat to England, never returned.
No Nazi goblin me, an extraordinary Jew like you,
Beautifully clever Ariel-blue. And, maybe I didn’t talk
To you, like I yearned and wanted to, my tongue a knot
Of weasels, a clash of monkeys in a cage, a silence in a…

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John Edward Marks (JEM)

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Annah the Allmaziful, the Everliving, the Bringer of Plurabilities, haloed be her eve, her singtime sung, her rill be run, unhemmed as it is as it is uneven!

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