“These are my principles, ” said Groucho Marx.
“If anybody doesn’t like them, I have others.”
Searching for divinity in sparks
is just like crying for the unspilt milk of mothers
who have no more to give because Prolactin
no longer is produced by their hypophysis;
arenas Godly people like to act in
may be as empty as unrented offices.
3/5/06
gershon hepner
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