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Like some beautiful yet macabre puppet, she was suspended on strings of wire, painstakingly threaded tubing flowing into her cavities, through her chambers, around her mechanics.
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Going to the candy store at night in the section of town called Kalliope. Riding bike, trying to get there before it closed at ten. Getting candy at that little store with the glass containers and the rows and rows of candy. Getting milk there…
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I can't take it bird by bird because I have neither.
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She Waited for the other Shoe to Drop
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I bit her ear and /
it was burnt toast
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A woman is fishing in the Seine at the far left
of the painting, while time is suspended and light
remains. One man plays a trumpet. A half dozen
people sit or walk under parasols. Couples stroll
and children run or sit or stand beside their
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I hold them to the light...
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As black as his socks with a hole in them she used to sew while watching. The octopus has three hearts you know. Yes, No and Maybe.
As black as inkpots, inkjets, as black as typewriter ribbons and the Gutenberg press, as black as the ink of a trillion
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* Dedicated to Bernie MaddoffThere was a long line at the men's room.You know,when men reach a certain age,there is an urgencyto their frequent trips.So I saw an opportunityI said:" I know Bernie I can get you in.""Really?," they saidbut I played it coy"It ain't easyBernie…
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The door shuts slowly to something that’s allegedly mine
and it sits there and waits until I come home
just like you.
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This must never get out in the press, for it would cause widespread panic. The priests would surround my house, not to mention the police and possibly the army. Castor Desayuno has come back from the dead!
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For you have waited. And waited and waited. And soon your slice of bread will be ready.
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We are all in big trouble. Here's some fiction to let your soul experience the beast.
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Marge bought the rug on-line.
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Shakespeare had red hair / Van Gogh never painted a nude
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Content may contain ordinary, everyday, and all around average happenings.
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We slept beside dripping glaciers
people like us
We were never meant to be housed
contained, kept, petted, cleaned
We could only be gutted
You used us one time
and threw us out
people like us
We sprouted the wings of desire
by watchi
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—It’s difficult to say, he said. I have mood swings. Women don’t like that. They become upset.
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"Dennis," she started "exactly what the fuck are you looking at?"
"Your tits" I replied.
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She dips a toothpick in ink, running prick over paper, simply to prove herself wrong.
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Cat fight. I rush outside and swinging my trusty broom I charge the rolling yowling ball of black fur.
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And now, the weather. The Cloud Wranglers have roped three solid clouds this morning, preventing the clouds from raining iron bars onto Human Brain Storage Center #17.
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Warning: Open and read before making any dumb-ass New Year's resolutions.
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—Frank, how is your sex life?
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“Can you adopt if you work for the circus?” I asked her
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The print is not ideal, it's true.
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