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A Curious Mind: A VignetteIt was winter still, the dregs of March—like the chill at the bottom of a pool. I was sitting on a cold park bench in Rittenhouse Square, watching a thin squirrel gaze back with the patience of an elephant; my book, ruffled by the wind, was abandoned to my knee as I wondered if I'd met this squirrel before, and if I had chased it. The old man sitting next to me, hairy as a prophet, continued to puff on his cigarette and cough from some deep chasm in his throat. He stared at the squirrel with its saintly inertia; then at me, with my plaid hunting  jacket and my aviator sunglasses.

"Young man," the old man said, "why're you wear
A Solitary OrbitThe sticky summer light was bursting through the old warehouse windows, scaring the shadows away into their cobwebbed corners; but scattered in the light across the floor the broken glass shimmered like shoals of swirling sardines. We stood, watching the stillness grow weeds in the empty afternoon while birds fluttered above our heads in some dark space we couldn't see—when Adam glanced at me from behind his hair and said:

"Richard, this isn't poetry, this is depressing."

"You don't find sunsets beautiful?" I asked, grinning at Adam's feline look of high-strung. harried displeasure. "What? Decay can be pretty—I mean, look at algae
Their Priorities (in the Face of Judgment)I. The Dapper Bachelor

It was raining—and by God
how you ran beneath the shimmering
shivering trees, the dreaded doomsday fury;
you galloped, as wild as any emperor
so even moonlight slipped from your skin
like old/dead scales—and you were content:
content to laugh at my painstaking umbrella
at my eccentric gentleman's boots
(you're pale and chaotic like death;
isn't there something you should be doing?)

II. The Wild Prince

Does this crown
make me a king?

My friend, our coffee's gone cold;
but we're not so old
that to tango 'cross this sinking ship
fails to hold any romance—
for never will we fade (like autum
On the Ego of AwkwardnessAnd who am I?
Too daft too dark too blind—
God help you, my dear…
For together we are drainpipes
we are gutters (and tell your confessor
in a city set on fire there are no stars,
no loud loquacious life outside this darkness
this darkness that burns behind
my frightened—tricky—
foxhole-colored eyes…)
And yes—my love;
it was only when you were alone
that you remained my cathedral

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~InsatiableStarvation Sep 17, 2012  Student Writer
I love the symmetry in this, it's fascinating. I've never been to City Hall but what you captured in this photo makes me want to go. Impressive job~!
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~Jester-to-the-Moon Sep 18, 2012   General Artist
Thank you very much, I'm glad you like it! And it's definitely worth a visit, it's a very cool building :)
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~InsatiableStarvation Sep 18, 2012  Student Writer
You're very welcome! I find it sad that I've never been to city hall, and I've lived in NYC for my entire life. :dummy: Oh, the things I could have seen. I will make note to visit City Hall soon.
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