Add poems from the past year

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+title: Time looks up to the sky
+genre: verse
+
+project:
+    title: Autocento of the breakfast table
+    css: autocento
+...
+
+I wish I'd kissed you when I had the chance.  \
+Your face hovering there, so near to mine, \
+your mouth pursed---what word was it you pronounced?
+
+When I think about you, something in my pants \
+tightens, and my thoughts run, and I realize \
+I should've kissed you when I had the chance.
+
+I want that moment never to be past \
+like Keats's lovers on the grecian urn: \
+his mouth pursed, her figure turned to pronounce
+
+her hips in ways that are not feminist.  \
+But time strolls mildly on, not glancing at my \
+wish to kiss you when I had the chance,
+
+whispered like a beggar to a prince \
+outside his palace: time looks up to the sky, \
+purses his lips, and hears what I pronounce
+
+but pays it little mind.  If he would just \
+turn back, bend down, and follow my design, \
+I would have kissed you when I had the chance, \
+as your mouth pursed and you pronounced goodbye.