"...the sort of jokes that Italians make about the Venetians and the Tuscans are rather similar to the jokes that the English make about the Scottish, for whom beer is a soft drink and for whom, as a Scottish friend of mine once told me:
'the word fuck’s like a comma.' " —Alexander Fayne via
You wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me.
"bread too wide for the toaster"
no better mammal now
that i should not have squandered
depths unsounded,
sheets i might have written on.
but fragrant hours arrive,
replete with puzzling auras:
no stern kairos
green noise posed which red did solve.
where would forgiveness come,
if not from finding further wrongs
& broken lungs
along the road of fire-slalom.
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