Monday, March 03, 2003

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THE SOFT FRUIT DRIVES PUNCTUATION AROUND INDIA

Witnesses compared the freedom to think
To the public plumbing of the river
And the compromise guffawed at numbers.
Invitation to a baby shower,
If in my heart small birds are giving song
Up for lent, will what's left of creation
Subdivide the evening by lightning flash
Or will I be adjacent to a crime
That needs no limit on its ruling class
To feel itself become a decorated tree.