Men went happily to death
But they were not the men
Who marched
For years
Up to the line.
These rode a few times
And were gone
Leaving a heritage of obscene song.
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We all live with the objective of being happy; our lives are all different and yet the same.
by Mark DotyThese drugstore windows
–one frame in the mile-long film
of lit-up trash and nothing
fronting the avenue, what Balzac called
"the great poem of display"–
are a tableau of huge bottles
of ...