...the letter killeth, but the spirit giveth life...

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Fie on Thee, Spring!

I heard flowers breathing freely
after the rain. And then I heard
the heartbeat of trees enjoying
clean wind. I heard the moaning
of insects circling the ripe fruit
held by the trees. The fruit
sounded slick and drippy, and made me
feel slightly sick. I'm all for love,
brothers and sisters, but such
absence of decorum approaches
the very bounds of breeding
and fine manners, and may give
to the impressionable young
feelings for which their as yet
delicate minds have not the
forbearance to resist. Fie!, therefore.

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