Benjamin's Pixellated Arcade

  The old man,  sanguine as Claudius and pliant as Commodus,  trails off.... Missiles shriek from Western jets,   filament of white hair div...

  "....and the hot force of the stars were impelled     to come into being." (Parmenides, from Simplicius, Commentary on On the He...

  Mother's ascent bears more life within. The tranquil sound of her word  fills my inner ear,  mind's eye sees her smile and the bri...

Lips like knives, Rose cheeks hives... Hillocks of honey sweetly prick me.

When vivid hues pale to twilight and cold colors fade for a spell, softness lustfully sheds gold as leaves tumble stiff and frail.  

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  "Floor of copper, floor of gold....Beyond the custom-house door, ajar, the street at sunset seemed aflame."