Pope Francis, Tom Cruise, and the Power of Belief

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If Tom Cruise were to ascend to the position of Chairman of Religious Technology for the Church of Scientology, his coronation would be met with little besides smarmy jokes from chat-show hosts.

T. S. Eliot and the Nude

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Ten Thousand and Impressive

Ten Thousand and Impressive   Transparent Eliot I prancing wooden alleyways Reaching for opaque faces which Vincent van Gogh would marvel Glasses crooked the ladies naked succoring and supplementing My ankles on again I marvel though dead the 10,000 asses in this Karl Marx coffee shop Then my God the innocence like her which I [...]

Prufrock

Prufrock   Softly confused She hinted to me Like a rumor. I imagined the kiss Of a complicated lover But instead spoke delicately About Saturn’s 62 moons. Later on a bus I thought that tomorrow, In a desiccated morning, I would try to write Fourteen lines of poetry.

Common Plaint

Common Plaint Dec. 10   I long for all the women in the coffee shop They do not notice me Wandering somewhere in the universe While drinking some Chinese tea   Which purifies my black, black soul? On Jupiter or Planet X For the women who would make me whole Or baffle, confuse and hex [...]

Love Song No. 12 Dec. 8

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