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Pinot Noir
by Antonio Rocco S. (Rocco Valentini)
I stand alone in a ballroom Around me, laughter rises Like bubbles in champagne. These people who put on airs Forget how to breathe it. ｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○ Stilted speech and purple prose Do not make a man tall, Nor do they make him a king. Maximalism is just obscurantism Giving itself a black label. ｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○ "I'm underappreciated in my time." "Just read some theory." "The average person is illiterate." The common man has a better nose Than the cork-sniffer gives him credit for. ｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○｡˚○ Interactions shouldn't be based on intertextuality— Like James Joyce in a dinner jacket— Meaning must be self-contained and serialized. In chasing refinement, The cork-sniffer forgets how to smell.