

Sonnet 4Da Vinci dreamt of soaring high above the capitals of Europe—ducking down his head beneath the cozy brick-clouds of Apollo’s road. Here I am, in flight now— 500 years for me to live his dream. But all I want’s to stand on solid ground with you. I’d pin this plane down by its wings— a lab-bound butterfly—to test the round rose of your cheeks. I’d crawl on your sneakers, a worm, before floating as a monarch spreading amber membranes in the cold air of North America. I’d take a dark and soiled life on dreamless earth with you and bid da Vinci’s fantasies adieu.Sonnet 4
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"If you go parachuting, and your parachute doesn't open, and your friends are all watching you fall, I think a funny gag would be to pretend you were swimming."
Member of *Ultra-Fractal
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Automatons gather all the pieces so the world may be increased
In simulation jubilation for the builders of the body of the beast
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Come down to my room
I was thinking about you
and made a pass at myself
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