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Stars fat as the stars that Van Gogh painted on his easel in Arles, a ring of candles burning on the brim of his hat. Stars that fill the night with delirium.
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Captain Zeep came to Earth at last century's end to help pave the way for a Zorkian takeover by 2012 at the latest. Key to the game plan: Earthlings had to get dumber than eggplants. When George Bush stole the White House, Zeep figured, Bingo, dumb…
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some days you wake up/ to feel horror/ wrapped beneath your blanket./
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Endurance wears the soul thin.//
The hour to succumb ticks ever closer.
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I didn’t see the little boy run up to Bandit until it was too late. The kid was about four and was excited to see such a big dog. He reached out his hand to pat Bandit’s head and Bandit lunged at him. The leash was wrenched from my hand, leaving a bloody
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This was looking down from what we know as The Grassy Knoll.
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“I’m going,” O’Bannon-Krim says with exasperation as she throws trinkets such as Dylan Thomas beer coozies and Edna St. Vincent Millay hair scrunchies into a cardboard box.
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Starry, Starry Night
we slept, talked and did the nasty
where I, in innocence once
built a raft of driftwood
to take me twenty miles across
to the shore from which we ferried
escaping my Father’s demise
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The goose on the roof isn’t aware it is doing anything odd...
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feet soft as eyelids on the tarmac
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The combined smells of ocean breeze, grilled cheese sandwiches, incense and sweat and burning herb that wafted over from Shakedown, along with windblown notes from tinny car speakers all rolled into a potent sensory cocktail he hadn’t tasted in far too l
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My life was growing on me like a soft Scottish moss
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This will be the century of infinite sadness,/
sadder even than the Twentieth/
with its expansive catalog of horrors.
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She hasn't called me in days. Before calling her, I search my memory for something romantic to say. Shakespeare's Sonnet 73 says exactly what I'm thinking. But she doesn't need to hear it. She already knows, as all human efforts come to an end, my core energies are tapering…
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Her memory was a faded pastiche of the past, and indeed the present sat uneasily in the middle of the dreams that governed her mind; so it was that often she would forget the day, the time, the year.
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They keep
shining
against each
other
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"S- E- X -- ever heard of it?"
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My flash kept going off. The museum officials are strict about such matters. Sans flash! Sans flash, Monsieur!
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Fucking buffalo, the curse of the writer.
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Life, like a kite string, is slipping out of
your hands
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What fascinates me now is now, this instant, this moment. This fugitive, this delinquent, this indiscreet, this forever elusive now. Now now. Now is now and now it is not now. Now is the adversary of time.…
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The one thing I believe in is collapse./
Abandoned buildings collapse. Civilizations//
collapse. Financial bubbles collapse./
Stars and galaxies collapse. Falling//
is something that comes quite naturally/
to puffed up things.
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Why do people kill themselves with food? It’s obvious, I suppose. They’re hungry.
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My grandmother is magnificently breasted in her floor-length nightgown.
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How many shadows in your soul? Close your eyes, my love, let me / make you blind as the wings of a drenched, drowned bee.
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Today’s new YouTube kitten;
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"I tell you about ten other men
who want to love me and two I could kiss
in the smoking room of a jazz club,
you wonder if I’d love anyone."
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Originally designed for para-morticians and pre-professional undertakers, the Protocol has now been certified and approved for over-the-counter purchase and is completely safe (check local regulations for sales to minors: not approved for veterinary use).
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Read signs sometimes and you just might get where you're trying to go. When Eddie suggested they stop for a Whopper, Dennis said no. "Fuck Burger King, man. Let's get that Wendy's up there." They got…
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