Way down here everybody needs
Authority makes us bleed bleed bleed

Essential oils are wrung
The attar from the rose
Is not expressed by suns alone
It is the gift of screws

Way down here everybody frowns
Authority keeps us down down down

Essential oils are wrung
The attar from the rose
Is not expressed by suns alone
It is the gift of screws

Essential oils are wrung
The attar from the rose
Is not expressed by suns alone
It is the gift of screws


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    General CommentInspired by the Emily Dickinson poem:

    Essential Oils -- are wrung --
    The Attar from the Rose
    Be not expressed by Suns -- alone --
    It is the gift of Screws --

    The General Rose -- decay --
    But this -- in Lady's Drawer
    Make Summer -- When the Lady lie
    In Ceaseless Rosemary --

    zhimboon December 09, 2011   Link

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