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Usually I’m the only guy in a roomful of women. Some of them are foxy, too.
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Each day, they trot the coiffed/
and painted cadavers across the stage.
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...the job was easy, just pour and deliver, pour and deliver.
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She parks the car and trudges insidefor her daily visithoping that the new rouge hidesthe old tears.Five years now she has been comingto see himHe looks nothing like the pictures toanyone but her.They say she should go homeand rest, relaxShe doesn't know how…
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and the smiles light the way
when the wind blows the darkness
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Celia was born with another baby's head atop her head and everyone in the village thought her cursed. It was because Celia's mother had been too young to be intimate with a man, twelve only, and the man, important in the village,…
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Endurance wears the soul thin.//
The hour to succumb ticks ever closer.
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She wouldn't have been the first.
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Tell me how magnificent my mind is
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The fuckers tumble out of the bathroom like clowns from a tiny car. The girl has these huge tits and dark red hair. She rushes past me, smelling like chocolate. A guy's behind her, holding onto the back of her jeans. He's not good looking enough to…
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She doesn't even know who wears the Adam's apple in this house.
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No beeping of horns, just complete silence. No panic, just calmness. There’s this one word: serendipity.
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where is the magic at?
the spit
the dirt
or the words?
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I like the smoke going in
but I like it even more
when it's coming out
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He hunched low and forward on his bike, his 14-year old self, flying down the dusty back roads of this Great Midwestern Land, his head full of the smell of the algebraic girl he sat behind in math class just hours ago.
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. . . clinging to life in a shroud of winter air. It veered up five flights to a sweltering summer night on the roof . . .
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Follow the money. It seeks/
the lowest of the low and finds them here/
in an embarrassing abundance.
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I wear a white dress.
I vomit on hers.
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His wife had just come from the gynecologist and was toying with her French fries.
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It's eerie. There are no birds. My friend and I take our morning walk in a bubble of silence.
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Sid, the owner of the red convertible, always slept with his twin Lhasa Apsos, Helpless and Hopeless. He was an early riser and took his “girls”, as he called them, out for a brief walk, yes, and also he was up early to take his morning penicillin because he…
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the wind mistook your arms for wings
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I assemble myself daily//
from the ready-mades/
of a fast talking world,
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R just sent me a funny text:
Nice nice shit rainbows
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Imagine the poem written with a pistol at your head.
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The rain is no terrible epitaph
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A wrinkled man lie atop an ivory-clad mattress, matched sheets covered his body, matched hair covered his head.
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