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| My Heart
I'm not going to cry all the time nor shall I laugh all the time, I don't prefer one "strain" to another. I'd have the immediacy of a bad movie, not just a sleeper, but also the big, overproduced first-run kind. I want to be at least as alive as the vulgar. And if some aficionado of my mess says "That's not like Frank!", all to the good! I don't wear brown and grey suits all the time, do I? No. I wear workshirts to the opera, often. I want my feet to be bare, I want my face to be shaven, and my heart-- |
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| Melancholy Breakfast Melancholy breakfast blue overhead blue underneath the silent egg thinks and the toaster's electrical ear waits the stars are in "that cloud is hid" the elements of disbelief are very strong in the morning |
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