Die Like Frank Sinatra

He gave one last look across the sky, across that magnificent silver murmur diphthong. Life,,, well-fought.

"What do you need it for?"

Edge of the quarry was getting closer and he could see the fanciful, white-flowered future,,, formally Great Britain. The depression lay before them, and Arthur was already standing there, well-proportioned, as he had before. He was bent over and was walking very bidiagonal,,, oblong-linear,,, oval-arched,,, woman-flogging.

This white-churned success
SAVE MY SOUL FROM DANGER

Ended
       - Themistocles Millener

Mr. Millener lives in Igoumenitsa, Greece. He has been writing poetry, philosophy and short prose for several years, but "Die Like Frank Sinatra" is one of his first pieces of poetry written in English -- previous works as well as many of his current pieces are written in his native Greek tongue. Mr. Millener spends much of his time working in the maritime industry much like his father, and his father before him, and his father before him, and his father before him, and his father before him, and his father before him. Mr. Millener often boasts that his lineage has spent more time on water than on dry land.