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the / future is now incomplete
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Carl and Dolly were actors. Dolly was offered the lead in a porno film, but she turned it down.
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All is Ready I have bathed in patchouli oil and my hair gleams, lustrous with brushing. I am wearing my gold ankle bracelets with the ruby charms that my love gave me when we had been married one year. My robe is fuschia silk and under it I wear…
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However did we make it this far/
without murdering one another
as the other sleeps
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The bartender keeps asking what you smell and you say: lemons, oak, and pear. I smell lust. We move to the reds. Pinot Noir. Cabernet Sauvignon. Port.
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There will always be some
who misread the dance
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As I watched her sleep, I saw gentle frost and sun on crystal.
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Of course then I did it all over again. Got married, that is. Fortunately, this one worked out.
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We touch the places now, feel the hardness of bone...
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174494
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Oh, what jealousy does to us! What love does to the living!
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Let us be stranded in the Andes and have to eat human flesh or at least toothpaste to survive! Let there be an earthquake! Let there be a flood! Let there be a tornado, a new ice age, an invasion from Mars. Only: let me survive.
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Grey would rather be in the trees or down by the river. When a wind comes up, he grabs the wooly blanket from the hook in the barn and calls Phoebe. They stretch the blanket out between them and sail into the grassy meadow that slopes down the hill from t
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A man asleep on a stack of tires in front of a tire shop on 10th Aveune, NYC.
A store that’s “open 25 hrs,” where apparently time is being manufactured.
The unknown new element, the 25th hour, even though the other 24 may have been shortened som
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Will wondered if Doobie was afraid that it might be nothing but the abyss waiting on the other side, but he promised Doobie he’d let him pass on if it was finally his time.
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oh, sure i’m still running around like a heads-up/off/prophet/profit/fit trying to cut off my very own de/(con)instruction and all other sordid a•void•able & available/a-Babel towers of post &toastmodern doom/daze
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He got tired of the pool party, the chit-chat, the suburban posturing, and he decided to swim home.
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They couldn’t have done it better if they’d waved guns around in the air.
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What's that snitch doin' here?
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Falling//
is something that comes quite naturally/
to puffed up things. Like the soufflé
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Do not listen to Christmas music out of season. Unless of course you want to ruin Christmas music. Forever.
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I am a scavenger. I sit on the telephone wire, a ravenous vulture watching a man and a woman arguing across the street. The clouds remind me of ashy marshmallows I found in a fire pit yesterday. The woman starts violently shoving the man; he stumbles…
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I was enchanted with the suppleness and intensity of her movement and slowly edged to hide myself askew from the jam as not to disturb her.
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in a puddle of water, the butterfly rests on a stone
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They were pressing her about the money, it was always about the money.
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The others fell silent and cast glances back and forth to each other.
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I arrived Sunday evening to a darkened house. Everything unplugged. Even the fuses from the breaker. Meticulous, this undoing. Silence has a sound. Cold has a voice, a pearly cigarette whisper. It says, “Metaphor?”
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He huddles against the wooden beam of a chop suey stand, glaring out into the giant technological organism that was his city. Lights, hulking monstrosities and endless possibilities were teeming in the night-hustle that surrounded him.
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