The New York Dolls with their wicked innovation

Gender on a bender, so no more hesitation.

Galileo, Newton, the republic of the mind,

Seeing is believing, so tumble into  line.

One dusky-dusty-time-consuming evening long ago

The empirical method was revealed by the melting of the snow:   
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Time’s fatal munificence, the old ebb and flow

There's a long gestation

In the stone-hearted nation.

For the problem of evil,

Will not fade away

The icons of Saint Sophia, or the greed of today,

And the blood and the wine
Will argue from design.

The assassins' creed;

In the land of the weed.

Apothecaries come and Apothacaries go

And the hollow men abide far, far below.

The poppies' surprise.

The keening and the preening,

As they rise so they fall,

Advised the wise-woman weakly

All poets are proven liars

In time, not meekly.