The Gelosi Project
Poem #26 from Mad Man’s Creed.
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Ambling round the house,
in an untucked cosy shirt,
he shuffles to a vagabond hymn
inspired by symphonies unheard.
He seeks reflection from the lower cast,
like a cat with nothing else to do.
Hard to deny him due affection.
He purrs with intellect and caste.
She went wandering in the tall tall grass chasing autumn leaves. Her father spies her on the fringes. He calls to her, but she is lost. His ears are stung running in the cool cool rushes of the purgatory wind. He hears a lullaby she sings faintly rising on the gusts. She crests upon a [...]