Rumiesque
I value nothing more than error
desire life before the service of courage
the old must suspect that the mad motions of the heart
serve no purpose but love or hatching
the sudden motion of a cellar door long kept locked
and half the wine drunk as a remedy
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Tuesday 2 June 1663.
Dave Bonta
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