Milton’s Tragedy

Possibly, Quite Mad — A Poem

Fascicle — To Bridge One To Sunday; A Doctor’s Care

Francisco de Goya — Hospital de apestados por

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A Flashing Facade — A Hopish Poem

Ravishing, so comes the naked close;

Clap me away into the madhouse — at any other time,

Most would’ve done, for what I have uttered,

Without the pretense of a godful taste.

Come bitte, oh, jaunting me — my love cannot be found therein;

Clap me away, as I strum along on my lyre; a fit retard.

Say you’ll return to me, in the few words that you left me in —

Say you’ll never return with hope to me, for disaster brims there —

Chortling, tragically gay.

Painting ol’ lally away, on the sea that I breathe,

With the Pratzen of Prussian blues; oh amidst them heavy blues! —