| Intoxication Source Unknown Have you ever been intoxicated? No, not drunk, intoxicated. You'd know if you had: That feeling that, well- You're not excatly floating. You're just disconnected from That blur that is the rest of the world around you. Your heart is racing, But not pounding, It's more like fluttering. Your head feels ... swimmy, And it's as though you're going to faint, But you know you won't. You're just stuck in that in-between phase When all the world spins And you let go of all conscious thought. That's the kind of intoxication I'm speaking of. So, have you ever been intoxicated? Who me? Have I? Well, when you took my hand just now, And looked at me, Not at me, but in me, And smiled, I was intoxicated. |
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| When Your Face Came Rising Yevgeny Yevtushenko When your face came rising above my crumpled life, the only thing I understood at first was how meager were all my possessions. But your face cast a peculiar glow on forests, seas, and rivers, initiating into the colors of the world uninitiated me. I'm so afraid, I'm so afraid, the unexpected dawn might end ending the discoveries, tears, and raptures, but I refuse to fight this fear. This fear-I understand- is love itself. I cherish this fear, not knowing how to cherish, I, careless guardian of my love. This fear has ringed me tightly. These moments are so brief, I know, and for me the colors will disappear when once your face has set. |
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| The Story of White Man Leading Viet Cong Patrol Eric Torgerson The Story of White Man Leading Viet Cong Patrol -AP Dispatch, Des Moines Register, August 4, 1968 The slain enemy resembled an American Marine who was 18 years old when he disappeared. The violent episode was one of the strangest in this strange war. * For a moment the two young men -- the American Marine and the white man in the uniform of the enemy-- stared at each other. "He had an AK47 automatic rifle but he just looked at me." Gordon fired after a moments hesitation. * Several of the Marines suspect that the unknown white man whom they call "the Caucasian" could have shot first but deliberately held fire. At the debreifing everyone was afraid to say what they'd seen. |
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