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But tonight
while your finger
glides across
the glossy pages
of Popular Science
I hold a séance
for the Holy Spirit
in utter seriousness
among the book clutter
and crumpled manifestos
in the basement
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I never took more than a few pills at a time, just enough for a treat on Friday night.
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A white room is empty but for you, a card table and a chair.
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In the privacy of a booth?
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The nerves are birds that guide us to feeling the loop and lift of reverie.
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A Beatles haircut and loose Khaki painters overalls rendered the child sexless. He or she walked over to Hugh’s side and standing tiptoe peered into the casket. She, for Hugh had determined it was a girl, stroked the silk lining.
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heart-shaped stones
love, devotion
no way
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The little clapboard church sits stiffly in the sun. It's steeple marking time with it's shadow on the sidewalk. It is the last place most people would think to look for a vampire, but I am sure that one is in there. Contrary to popular opinion, there
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I almost caught a poet today.
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Cat summoned for jury duty in Boston
Wayward hawk loose inside Library of Congress finally caught
(God only knows what happened to the doves)
Vacaville roof collapse blamed on bird droppings
These are a few of my favorite things
Piano mysterio
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I said hey man, how you doin’? He looked up and nodded but his shades flashed and I couldn’t see his eyes.
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“Tell me a story,” he said, toying with his top hat, running his fingers along its brim.
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She burps in beauty, like a frog
Who sits on lily pad so green,
Resounding nightly in his bog
But to my eyes unseen.
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... he could feel the pointed picket spears.
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Colton nods, without words, understanding the significance of every word that the Old Man has uttered, knowing that in the end, given enough time, we all go down that lonely corner, to embrace the darkness, wishing to be cured of our sentiments.
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We all know that sometimes miracles happen and sometimes they don't. Some days are good and some days go by slowly as the fatigue sets in and he realizes that he is fighting cancer.
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The drop is like a hangman's drop, an executioner's, but farther and longer, perhaps three or four seconds.
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The currents of events/
strip the molecules from cartilage,//
reverse polarity of ventricles—
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Though his heart aches
his melody seems to flow
It creeps into the dreams
of all in slumber in the valley below
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Over by the swimming pool singing - Hey hey it’s okay - A line from a song he heard - On the stereo when we were driving in the car - On the way to sign the papers to get - His grandfather released from the hospital
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I'm gonna write about this after...It'll either be a tale of pain or pleasure hopefully the latterI don't understand how this workswhy sometimes I want to hide from myself other times I can just give in, fully,and everything isohsoheightenedI want it to be beautifuland…
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There were guitar players, and as happens with talent sometimes, the guitar players were too talented. There could not be places for all of them in a single rock band.
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I am exceeded / by a leaf
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The brain taints everything it brings to us/
with its limited apparatus, its precepts,//
all the things it thinks it knows.
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You are Day I am Night Let us Meet In the Afternoon And…
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We were offered mannequins that had pubic hair that grew and swirled, and could visit like a pet, and sit in your lap
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James Hubert III sat at the bar. It was late. His wife and kids were long in bed and he knew he should be, too. But with the Lovelandtown lift bridge stuck in mid-air, a drink beckoned him. He sat next to Vince DeSantos, a small, stout man, with a bowling
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In his heyday, Burt Reynolds owned $100,000 worth of custom-made toupees.
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No pain is private. How can it be?
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