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nothing suffices as harbor / but a permit to claw at every yawing chasm
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Winter melts to ashes and now we walk where hillocks dip like pillows, where a warm pocket of air keeps the scent of spring beauties for itself. Sensitive vetch so easily shocked folds under a feather yet the earth trembles where trout lilies shove. Buds stall on lilacs…
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aquatic, free-swimming or earth-bound
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Ok, so I know this guy, he's a friend of mine. A good friend, even though I think he's left too big a tip on the bar more than once. His name is Frank.
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If you find a nickel-plated Colt .38 lying on top of a worn copy of King Lear, you’ll know who you’re dealing with.
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This is the place I could find my breath. I didn'tSay I understood it. I only wanted to hold someone andMeant to. I don't care about the rules for caring.This place where I could speak was incredibly far from Where I'd once met you. The place where I could…
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I carried him home, all blood and brains, and set him in the ground. Is that love, George?
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Neglected long enough, uncalled for/
by the shrinking language of the day,//
my words abandon me.
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One night while in rehab I had a dream that I worked as a violin maker in Salzburg.
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In his head he thinks oh whatever when I wake this time I shall have a very fine discussion with Someone special, oh but finding meaning in anything nowadays that's Just too much rich flattery, isn't it, filthy mirror? Inside His head's…
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He said stuff like
‘Crikey that's a knife',” she said, “it was bad, really
really bad.”
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In the darkness, as I awaken, an orange glowing 3:45 greets me . . .
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I'm trying to read a Poetry in Motion poem on there wall of a crowded electric train
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Beside her door there was a black squirrel in the dogwood she saw scratched his armpit.
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when the surface of a photograph gets like this that it has gone blind
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“Just how many different animals try to hide their nakedness?” “Only one. And that'd be us, idiot.”, Twinkle responded. “Then, why don't we mind sometimes showing our bodies?”, she then asked. Twinkle could see it was going to be another…
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Even in the fading light, it looked big enough to disembowel a man.
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W here do you think you're going
what'll you think you'll do
running down this highway
that you never even knew
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He has stubby, rough little fingers. Good.
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Hippy health food. It all began with Hannah’s homemade granola.
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elton wrings the melody from the words into the silent but pulsing air
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We all build portraits, meaning we all try to encapsulate and thus punctuate time. Why? Because, who among us can swallow eternity whole?
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when thoughts of you
waffle in through memories scent
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Paris is a great place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there.
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Before my mother died, she developed an unhealthy relationship with Sylvia Plath. Under the faded florescent lights of the university they would speak to each other, as I quietly did my homework. I was only seven, but I knew something was the matter. I…
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My father bouncing his leg to slow rock music with me on one knee, telling me I should keep a special place in my heart for my teeth, to remember where I lose them, on the playground like he did when he was my age, fighting a friend named Bobby-Joe. Or else I could lose…
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beautiful, but you don't own beauty. You may be sexy, but you don't own desire. You may be smart, but you don't own wisdom. You may be good and kind, but you don't own love. You may like trees, but you don't own the forest. You may like to…
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