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<h2 class="nobreak">NOVEL CONVERSATION</h2>
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<p class="drop-cap">CERTAIN favorite words of men have gathered in a
vale made of sound-waves. These words, far removed
from human tongues and impositions,
enjoy an hour of freedom.</p>
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<div class="verse"><i>Emotion</i></div>
<div class="indent">Men believe that I can speak</div>
<div class="indent">Without the aid of thought.</div>
<div class="indent">True, I have murdered many kings,</div>
<div class="indent">Leaned upon many cheeks,</div>
<div class="indent">And sought the release of music,</div>
<div class="indent">But when I ride upon words</div>
<div class="indent">I am forced to steal them from the mind.</div>
<div class="indent">Forgive me, now, if a trace of thought</div>
<div class="indent">Invades my liquid purity!</div>
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<div class="verse"><i>Truth</i></div>
<div class="indent">You need not defend your argument</div>
<div class="indent">With meek verbosity,</div>
<div class="indent">As though you dreaded its possible subtleties.</div>
<div class="indent">We are not men, but words!</div>
<div class="indent">Men have made me a lofty acrobat</div>
<div class="indent">Entertaining each of their desires</div>
<div class="indent">With some old twist on the bars.</div>
<div class="indent">But let us leave the frantic tasks</div>
<div class="indent">Forced upon us by men.</div>
<div class="indent">This is our grove of rest.</div>
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<div class="verse"><i>Intellect</i></div>
<div class="indent">Emotion, we have often crept</div>
<div class="indent">From our separate palaces,</div>
<div class="indent">Asking each other for secret favors.</div>
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<div class="verse"><i>Emotion</i></div>
<div class="indent">We laughed because the men who made us</div>
<div class="indent">Could not see our desperate trading.</div>
<div class="indent">We will end our laugh</div>
<div class="indent">Upon the dust of the last man on earth</div>
<div class="indent">And taste a peaceful strangeness.</div>
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<div class="verse"><i>Art</i></div>
<div class="indent">And I, the tortured child of your love,</div>
<div class="indent">Will slip from the fringe of your grayness</div>
<div class="indent">Into the void from which I came.</div>
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<div class="verse"><i>Poetry</i></div>
<div class="indent">And I, the moment when your arms</div>
<div class="indent">Touched each other in the night,</div>
<div class="indent">Will no longer strive</div>
<div class="indent">To tell the happening to men.</div>
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<div class="verse"><i>Fantasy</i></div>
<div class="indent">And I, the glistening whim</div>
<div class="indent">Of your secret love,</div>
<div class="indent">Will change to a question lurking within your dust.</div>
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<div class="verse"><i>Suggestion</i></div>
<div class="indent">And I, the beckoning second</div>
<div class="indent">When you curved a world in the twist of your fingers—</div>
<div class="indent">I shall vanish into your completeness.</div>
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<div class="verse"><i>Intellect</i></div>
<div class="indent">The hope of this magic ending</div>
<div class="indent">Is our only consolation.</div>
<div class="indent">Emotion, a new philosopher</div>
<div class="indent">Is forging blades for your torture,</div>
<div class="indent">And a braggart poet</div>
<div class="indent">Invites me to his disdain.</div>
<div class="indent">Let us return to our burdens.</div>
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