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It is said that lovers find lips in the dark through secret brain circuitry.
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I want you closeI want to feel youinside me,softening me untilmy borders are blurredand I'm hardly breathing,my heart swellingso big itbrings me to my knees,I want to know thepain of losing youeach time youclose your eyes andgo to sleep anddream of someone else,I want to…
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“Well, aren’t you the cutest thing?”
Shelly looked around for the source of the line and one of the better looking bar flies met her gaze. He wore a faded t-shirt with a swoosh graphic that read ‘Just Do Me‘. True to its mystical nature, her indefatigabl
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For instance, my sister's husband. If I say brown socks, yellow boxer shorts, fishnet undershirt. If I say plastic bag and two tepid beers. And a voice that glides to falsetto when he: you're a tad too obscene for my taste, Julia, while he tries to light the filter end of…
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“They say she lives alone out there.” “What, like out in the woods?” “Not like way back in a cabin or anything, but in a little house out there off the road. I'm not even sure she has a car.” “What, does she…
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He sees how he could release the duck, imagines it winging low over the water to where the others have made it safely.
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Something about shadows and last time and driving.
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Soon enough, October’s ragged/
lawn will hide its deficiencies//
under withered leaves of oak,
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"Nice one, sir," the toilet said.
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Something was changing.
We could sense it in the circling air. A loss of stillness - and we'd been still for so long.
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Cinema Verite’ is the best book of poems I have encountered since Matthea Harvey’s Modern Life
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Foolish boy, you chose
your parents poorly-
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But I had learned from ingesting Roberto’s glitter-eyed fear, it could make you never close enough, and then, never far enough away. And both at the same time.
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If I felt like reading a book
then I would read a book
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A tough enough signal to read under the best of meteoric circumstances, this is one maybe I'll keep on thinking about. I might be able to make something everlasting out of this crazy price for love after all. I no longer…
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don't look at me honey, I fell on the table,
my hair is on fire, my heart is unstable
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That’s true, you know, what they said about the drummer and spontaneous combustion.
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“Hey, Buddy,” he says finally, “you were supposed to make a right back there”, and I can see his eyes flash as he reads my ID card on the dash...
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The clarinet and the accordion are brothers, I see. Big, fat men with curly, klezmer hair.
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Let’s say you know so little about me. Like whose idea of a joke to name me Hideo for excellent male. Or why I hang out at triangle Park, ogling expatriates or crusty punks.
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Back in the sixties, I chanced upon a list of books. That’s right. Sifting a black garbage bin, I found the long lost canon. Seizing the moment, I snatched the list, and cradled it in my palms. I felt proud and patriotic for saving such a noble list f
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What's that snitch doin' here?
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Home is where my parents live and my relatives visit.
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The days cut off by damp chill with every thought a different variety of protection.
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I’m secretly hoping for a huge bouquet, a fruit basket, a pickle jar of urine in a lunch bag on my doorstep, even.
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For the past 6 months our love for each other had been akin to a chess game. We avoided each other’s traps, fortified our defenses, set up gambits of our own, exchanged pieces of our lives, and now it was endgame. Checkmate. Time to move on.
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I was ashamed of my conscience.
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I enjoyed the talking part though
rambling on and on for lord knows
why or how
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