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WANTED: a Muse.
Former Special Forces solider turned poet seeking artistic inspiration. Brunettes preferred but blondes will not be turned away; gingers, however, are out of the question. Must have a voice that sounds like money, a self-destructive tem
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The universe will fuck you over in the end./
That’s what it does, what it’s good at—
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Jason, the obnoxious host, thrusts his microphone against my nose.
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"Nothingness had had enough. Nothingness had become militant. It had bought a camouflage jacket. It grew an afro. It burned its bra. Nothingness was pissed, and it wanted its stuff back."
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I contemplate the words that did not make it; the lost ones. The words deprived of their moment in the sun. These words. These words that are not part of the story.
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Mint upon my palate, I rub sleep infused eyes and crawl under the covers. Oh blessed sleep, please descend upon this body and transverse this fatigue. Eyes closed, bring a wavering blackness upon subtle lids. The conversation begins…
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His academic nightmare is set in an examination hall, where the student takes a seat at a folding table in the center of the room.
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The phone rings. The oven beeps./
The locomotive whistles and howls.
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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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I can hear the echoes clearly. They are distinct and crisp, almost as though they're all on exact trajectories to me from their final bounce, without any interference. Each sound, while unintelligible, seems to fit perfectly and expectantly into my ears
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You don't want to knowthe details of my lifethe gossipthe boring moments strung togetheracross the lap ofmy sense of responsibilityit drives methrough the daysdoing this and thatchore, check on the listi am tired and need to stop for a drinkand then, i am filled up for a…
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I don't believe in symbols
but there's a hole
in my living room window
in the shape of a bird
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A story about convincing people to do things they don't want to do, written entirely in dialogue; originally published by CHEAP POP.
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She is too stylish to be crazy, is what the migrant probably thinks. And he's right.
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Mark Reep is a faded Polaroid oracle taped to the only unbroken window of an abandoned house in Ithaca NY.
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in the deep dark of
a 2 a.m. atmosphere
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[WARNING: DO NOT OPEN UNTIL 'R XMAS!]
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Exhausted, weak from the struggle against the personal gift of terrorism delivered by her ex-boyfriend, she died for a few minutes.
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Francesco needed a magnifying glass to read her little missives.
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Today clouds were dancing on the moon
Moon had a fit but drew in a breath
And let out a sigh
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There's a large tunnel that runs under my house. I can only estimate but it's not deep below the ground and that's what worries me.
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The world doesn'tend just becauseyou want it to.Bonus poems:The Poet(Series 1)by Darryl PricePoet in a TreeYeah, well, it's not up here either. Although the everything and nothing view is nice. Only because it doesn't have any abandoned cars in it. I'm…
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The number is very large/
and perpetually changes//
as old stars fade, explode,/
or collapse into something not stars
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I was always bi-polar. I didn’t realize it was a mental illness until my divorce lawyer had the court order a psychiatric analysis.
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Culloden County, MS - 1989 All Janine knew was the idiot had a gun. As to why he would ever need one was beyond her. He couldn't look dumber holding it, either. He was too small for it, or at least he looked that way to…
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I would open an eye, waiting for it to absorb the scant light in the room, and I would see her on the far edge of the bed, the topography of her hips now a battlement to keep me at bay.
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Tell me everything about yourself, if I could care, I can pretend, let me pretend.
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ABSOLUTELY DO NOT TAKE PICTURES OF ROBOTS!
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The building ejects my condominium like an enormous videocassette.
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