Yeats, Saul Williams, Robert W. Service

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"The Collar-Bone of a Hare" / W. B. Yeats

Would I could cast a sail on the water
Where many a king has gone
And many a king’s daughter,
And alight at the comely trees and the lawn,
The playing upon pipes and the dancing,
And learn that the best thing is
To change my loves while dancing
And pay but a kiss for a kiss.

I would find by the edge of that water
The collar-bone of a hare
Worn thin by the lapping of water,
And pierce it through with a gimlet, and stare
At the old bitter world where they marry in churches,
And laugh over the untroubled water
At all who marry in churches,
Through the white thin bone of a hare.
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"Release Part 1,2 & 3" / Saul Williams

Grandma asked me what I'm running for
I guess I'm out for the same thing the sun is sunning for
What mothers birth their youngens for
And some say Jesus coming for
For all I know the earth is spinning slow
Suns at half mass cause masses ain't a glow

A gathered wetness

A nation unified in exhale
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Robert W. Service

I guess he's cooked, and it's time I looked
A half-dead thing in a stark, dead world, / Clean mad for the muck called gold  (c.f)

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