Morning coffee,
Slightly steaming.
D.H. Lawrence
Beneath the New York
City skyline.
Ominous clouds
And brilliant sun
A picture
With too much contrast.
The sound of city air,
And phoenix song.
--9.13.10
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"You can't expect to understand me completely through the medium of present-day conceptions. I breathe for my own necessity, for the fuel of my body, for my survival... I've given you, not my sacrifice or my pity, but my ego and my naked need." [[The Fountainhead]]
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