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The day came shyly up to me like a rolling orange thing. Perhaps of alien origin, but not if the Buddha of our foolish hopeless dreamer inside has anything to say about it. It said, pick me up. I did. It looked like forever on the inviting horizon with trees as…
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The sky’s on fire with existence
When I’m around you
Your wandering kisses enter my soul
But your quiet beauty may be
What really carries you
It is like
Finding and touching the
Pearl of existence
To be near you
Was that your tattoo
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Harpo was there with his wife. Harpo’s girlfriend came up behind the couch where I was sitting, and I ran my hand up her leg underneath her dress.
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It's just another night in the old city, perched in the skeletal radio tower with my collection of telescopes
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her heart just nodded knowingly
....yes, dear
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Now I know
All you need is coffee
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in the deep dark of
a 2 a.m. atmosphere
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Passing by PallanteumOr ‘Dido's Song' Form: Double Sestina, iambic pentameter, rhymed Who knows of hell, knows less of paradise? I've known them both, when vanquished in your eyes, When draws the kelp where lost men had their graves Below…
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state a shambles, mountains and rivers endure./meanwhile, the city hides amidst spring's thick growth . . .
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Why go outside where the gutters /
are fraudulent and clogged with popularity?
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[Lights up on CLAUDE. He's holding a letter, standing.]CLAUDE: Dear sir, We regret to inform you That your (that place with cream walls and dog hair…
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Sometimes the dirt just stays dirt
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Kai,
Oh the mathematics of solitude. I wish your father there. I read your wanting subtracted between the lines. He is almost gone. Hallucinates, not awake even though eyes are open. Yesterday he saw the baby brother you never met. I light four ultramarine…
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The bison know a lot about Longfellow
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Sorrow fences with fear and questions
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“Not all the birds are to be trusted, and there are other spies more evil than they are.” —J.R.R.Tolkien This may well be our own about time, time to walk out that comfortable front door forever into danger. Nothing will ever…
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It started like this: just him saying, "Nice to meet you, Marie," and me, while I just said his own name back to him, at the same time thinking, "I want you to take me to a hotel room someday, Frederick. I think I’ll like the way you’d make me feel...
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I flip up my hoodie, pull the string tight across my lips until it cuts into them, pull tighter, saw back and forth until blood warms the hairs on my chin.
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On their first meeting, when Hans rolled his wheelchair to her door she would be he first to say that her heart sank. But he was so beautiful and charming and funny and quirky that his disability was soon forgotten.
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"Hattie? What are you doing?" Bosley asked, the quaver in his voice an indication of an impending erection.
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Things are still being said in a world that sounds like rough bows and straight slicing arrows communicating with (smashing like fists) a poor pool of tired animals. There must also come a time to surprise these same cruel machines…
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Can't believe I was able to drive this far
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Then I did the same to you, inhaling your scent which was one thing at your hairline and another at your collarbone.
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K is eating a banana. He says to me, "There is no end in the sense that God is dead, or history is dead. I would prefer not to play the role of a thoroughly useless prophet. I leave that to others, like Gene McCarthy."
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The question posed a voluptuous riddle. Were these frenzied silhouettes
gestures of Jackson Pollock’s dribble?
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FedEx merges with UPS
becoming
FedUp
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I wanted you in the worst way
but that's not how I got you.
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Riding in a pick-up-truck,
the radio wailing
some 'love em and leave em" country song,
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