by Insert Pen Name Here
originally published at 03:29PM on Monday, September 24, 2007

I walked among the velvet blooms
studiously silent
I will not commet
nor cry out
at all the perfect splendor

I lay down in the shadowed lane
studiously blank
I never saw
I only looked
For nothing is so great

I run among the ancient towers
Crying as I go
I don’t enjoy the splendor
For the splendor dosn’t show