BENEATH THE CANARY'S TWEEDS

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tonight I write in a curious fright

most odd is the light that shines

just so bright upon my right

(the right side of my brain that is)

my left does much so the better

with the weight of artsy paste

still clinging to my matter so gray

and it is there where I have my way

the page reflects my won arguments

with the more logical side of my much

weaker self

and in this flight of fancy manner

for me there is no adequate help

and the Lord I know I must thank for this

even though talent can sometimes seem

like such a dirty word.................

(Aug. 24, 1996)


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