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Doofus
National Puppet Radio
Total Bogascity
Sex Cowards
Mein Kampfire
Boner
Hyperventilate
Sewer Video Rats
Psychic Umbrella
Fire Your Psychic!
Tender Brisket
Megatrouser
Puzzlement
University Housecoats
Fuchsia
Big Ass Dawn
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Content may contain ordinary, everyday, and all around average happenings.
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The receipts all fell into the black leather valise he’d retrieved from storage that afternoon, except for the forty-eight cents, which wound up in the right front pocket of his jeans.
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Lou Reed was sitting in CBGB,
I was sitting on Greenwich Ave. and West 10th street.
I didn't know him then and I didn't know him later either,
but we were both there.
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This tall, very blonde, very female, friend of mine. . . .
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I followed the curve of the etched Koi, its filigree scales arcing across a taut midriff toward the indent of her pierced navel, where a collection of water lilies drifted on the surface of her skin.
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Even word dancers need rest.
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Today I'm feeling fertilized by an egg—
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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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I had the idea for a pageant for my obedience school at spring graduation
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"seventy five degrees longitude
submerged
in holy rivers
out of my mind emerge
anointed paramahamsas"
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We cannot love the past...
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Hello floaty word man / suspended in smoke / chortling coughing with collapsing colon / spraying sounds into the day / making it night and ending the line
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My gaze could have gutted any man. Any man, but John Marcy. History would write that John Marcy was a traitor to his country. Public enemy number one in the state of New York. When that probably couldn’t be farther from the truth.
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The blackout lasted longer than anyone thought. From my fifth story window, the whole city seemed to shut down. I heard noises above me. How could it be?
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This is 57% of middle America, I'm convinced: doomed.
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I didn’t give her enough skin. The world will always hurt her.
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Do you remember who I am yet?
I remember the first time you made love to me. It appears I was one of the lucky ones … it wasn’t in a car, it wasn’t in your Dad’s boat, underwater, or any other weird place you've written about. It was actual
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It doesn't take a genius to figure how he sank, in the drink, like Jeff Buckley. Like a stone.
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The kid with a testosterone chip
Instead of a brain
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After he got on one knee, and she said, I do. After they watched the televised bombs disappear the city. After everyone fell asleep. After shock and awe, him and her making love…
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There is nothing like your first time, and by that I am referring of course to the first time you purchased a 45.Going to a record store and buying a 45 is a uniquely Boomer experience. Because, alas, there are no more 45s. Or, for that matter, record stores. The…
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We are young
That’s all we’ve got
We take drugs
We smoke pot
You got mugged
And I got shot
We are young
That’s all we’ve got
I want you to love me like it’s midnight
Midnight, midnight
Yeah, your mama wants you home
But she knows
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BECAUSE to fuck is an incidental REASON to be here
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I remember having a beer once
And feeling like a minor god
And I know in some lie you told
Your life began making sense
And I also know that the mind likes logic
But the heart loves chaos
I just hope flies land on the butter of your soul
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In order to be a catalyst for catharsis — which is just a fancy way of saying agent of change — you have to be willing to condition yourself into something partially inhuman. Only something on the very outskirts of humanity…
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She wakes up with rosemary.
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