Thursday, August 20, 2009

Artists' Cafe

Let us unite, o friends, but first allow me freedom
to interrogate myself, subjugate myself to queries
on mastery, integrity, suavity, and erudition, if
I should be worthy of emulation or a guffaw at
the pedestal. Most of all, my virtue unremitting,
my seances w/ history non-faltering, my recompense
of firmness and gladness and open arms. If I pass,
then be gone, all regrets, come forth o guests
and let us---unite, for similarities, argue, for
incredulities, but always, always, erring w/ grace.

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