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The Wild Party Canto 9

What this?! An update from UCSB? Shocking, isn't it. I just couldn't go a whole year without posting anything. Considering getting a new LJ and/or FList reorganization. But then again, I may just create it and ignore it for another 11 months.

The Wild Party Canto 9

Joseph Moncure March

Some love is fire: some love is rust:
But the fiercest, cleanest love is lust.
And their lust was tremendous. It had the feel
Of hammers clanging; and stone; and steel:
And torches of the savage, roaring kind
That rip through iron, and strike men blind:
Of long trains crashing through caverns under
Grey trembling streets, like angry thunder:
Of engines throbbing; and hoarse steam spouting;
And feet tramping; and great crowds shouting.
A lust so savage, they could have wrenched
The flesh from bone and not have blenched.
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