verve... vivacity... virtue...

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To love and be loved

Is like a clutter

The bigger things covet your eyes

Some garish sight of gold and silver

The hapless random pile by pile

Only the dust of the rustic gutter

Powdery dreams in ember belch

The smothered hearth of desire

What better things than minute scale

Leaves to the spool of the squalid spider-

Filament after filament threading

The prick of the preppy paper-

Patch and sort in detail and sum

Bigger things, the minutest ones-

Or just a  paste of Bazooka bubblegum-