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Girl with glasses and
skinny fingers
playing with wires
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You can tend to recognise the difference between a good and mediocre mind by observing how each reacts to a misfired original idea.The mediocre mind will praise the merely meretricious, but ignore the more interesting bad art. The higher mind will value the misfired…
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Shadows from a star
Never too close
Never too far
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44 miles out
the gauntlet of Red River pines
cast shadows pointing north.
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a poem about things exploding/burning down/scattering for miles.
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So it's me and two other girls...
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As they lay in the pasture on a warm summer's afternoon, with the sky blue, the sun shining, he looked across at her, peacefully asleep by his side. How he loved her. Their year together had been one of joy and happiness.He idly nibbled on a blade of grass, remembering the…
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A Parody of Keats I stood at silent thought upon a clump Of nettles, swaying in the od'rous air- That blew from my own trousers, by the dump; That it had not blown more lent me despair. The dulcet horn gave melody, rare…
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Once, asked what time it was, M. replied, "Eternity."
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"Nice one, sir," the toilet said.
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We begged him to sell us some shade. Just enough for half an hour, until our bus would pick us up and drive us to our next destination, continuing what was turning out to be a purgatory tour of forgotten Mediterranean towns.
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I keep my love for you in me, /
like the egg of a worm,
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I was seeing the owl lady from time to time when I met Caroline.
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“Well” I say. “What do you think about the dilemma of a guy who’s tortured by a history of incest and bondage?”
“Depends” Says Al. “On who was cested and who was bonded.
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That’s true, you know, what they said about the drummer and spontaneous combustion.
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"For several days thinking they had found a dead man’s boot beside the highway..."
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King's splendid stronghold Pressing down the earth below Broken by the grass
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It was by the well on one cold early spring morning
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Albert Einstein was probably the genius of our age. Joe Biden is a close second, yet Einstein not only had better hair but a keener knack to think of things that no one else could, or would, or would ever want to, since if they did, their brain would shockingly combust in a…
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The bathing suits are like Christmas dresses.
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The poet said, ‘I feel the fell of dark, not day.” but day it always is. Bright! Bright!
the city claims its blue salutes; its stopping in mid-sentence at a name where fingers roam a stone.
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The heart attack felt like the time Alison stabbed me with knitting needles. It made me want to see her. She was the fun wife, the first of three. I was morbid and full of regret — my drinking had driven them away, no kids in the wake. I decided to visit all of…
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Tears and tears and tears flowed
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I’m deathly afraid of the pub crawls
of my ancestors, through Bohemia and Fitzrovia
because of the ghosts of alcohol already
etched inside my veins
and the headlong loss of oxygen
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a mere forty years/and maybe you become twelve,/maybe sixty-three.
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After three teens took off without paying
and he clung to the hood of their car
He wasn’t trying to be a hero
sandwich or otherwise
but climbed onto the hood when they
tried to run him over
There was some question and dispute
over th
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severe snow storm coming. I'm looking for a parking spot and listening to Machito & Charlie Parker
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Where horses once were tethered grows their grass . . .
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So few dreams are the doors they seem.
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Coagulating sky, a turbulentheave of orange, blood red,hell's fire smeared —below, tar seas bulgeat the seams, engulfing ships.Pier-bound she streaksand wails as the seaswells and threatens to claim —, corpse head, baldeyes, her death robescling to…
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