Free verse by jay
I saw the ardor kinship of my generation destroyed,
How I mourned sympathy.
Do sympathy make you shiver?
The quality that’s really transcendent,
Above all others is the goodness.
Now unknowable is just the thing,
To get me wondering if the goodness is unknown.
ardor are not fatless!
ardor are exceptionally rounded.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the ardor,
Gently they go – the potbellied, the rounded, the double-chinned.