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John Sholto Douglas, 8th Marquess of Queensbury B. 7.20.1844 Florence / D. 1.31.1900 London Badness What is morbidity but a mood of emotion or a mode of thought that one cannot express? (The Soul of Man Under Socialism, Oscar Wilde, 1891)
What is morbidity? It�s killed me that I didn�t get to be with you or you. This is morbidity: It�s slain me not to share your kiss� but something went amiss The gray of cold afternoons something went amiss in how I needed to be near or far away The sedentary�s back and bowel complaints when you were part of the romance chances were untaken Yogic disciplines abandoned vital distances between us stayed uncrossed while I clung.
Why am I so morbid? It was expected of me that I would be rich and famous. This is the reason: It shames me to admit this but I bought it too Walls lined with opera recordings and books I�m still buying every day if I am honest and unguarded The mother in the parlor with the ear daydream oases beckon me to linger in the days between us while I think of you instead� Patriarchy snores when you are part of the equation chances are I�ll be okay. Consolation Site: Better than Boxing Day
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