smiles

spread your wings, my soul immortality be my goal and passion my shining star to carry me so far above the dreamless herd i only need one word - love - to soar above higher - ever higher to deathless desire yes, go ahead and smile so will i - after a while and so will he with the cruelty from which passion is born and you with worldly scorn but i in happy memory the trade, i feel is fair for what else is there?

myself: a fragment

under a tree, all by myself i wrote a poem about an elf a wizard, and a unicorn and a princess who wished she had never been born ergath the elf was very short he was a mean and violent sort filled with grievance against his fellows and not inclined to be kind and mellow wando the wizard was short and round and dispensed his magic by the pound set himself up by the side of the road and offered to lighten travelers' loads roger was a unicorn of all his illusions he had been shorn he had been a philosopher for a while and had forgotten how to smile the princess was a prisoner of all who had betrayed her she was the meekest of the meek and tears rolled down her shadowed cheek