Unimaginative Proxility

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    Unimaginative Proxility
    You are me sagacious lager
    You make my life phantasmagoric
    A sublime expedient

    My soul has a perpetual swagger
    My effete proxility is euphoric
    A specious obstruction

    Your semblances hit like a cordial dagger
    Your impetuous demeanor is angoric
    A superfluous cataleptic

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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