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Rhythm Butcher
The Dime
I dreamt I was writing a poem, and abusing the meter. No, abusing is too kind. I should have been arrested for what I was doing to it, and perhaps sent away for a couple decades.

In other news, I'm not so impressed with The White Goddess by Robert Graves. Maybe it's the style of 1940's literature, his particular style, his particular unapologetic assumptions, or the fact that I had been previously biased against his theories by later literature.