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Being an uncredited bonus composition, written in the sublimest access of divine afflatus this poet believes his lyric verse has ever known. “In olden times, dark was not counted fair”: Those were the words, I think, of some old poet. …
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152211
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You’re listening to Smooth FM, taking you from the darkest hours to the start of a brand new day.
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152211
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another lonely drone holding still
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1522103
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I am confused by your new paper-doll look, btw. Could you please look regular again by Thursday?
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152266
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(no one need fear timidity in our tastes― /
we like trying new things, no matter our hastes!)
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152200
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My husband says you don’t have to tip the owner of an establishment, just employees. I never heard of that rule, and suspect it is another example of him just being cheap.
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152254
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You can tell your doctor the truth
Even if no one else will stop and listen
He or she may have a balm for it
To help make it go away
Or at least go into remission
Remission is the staging area for Lies
Corporate and otherwise
We don’t have
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152212
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His wings, like tiny shoots, grew a season in an instant. The pain was gone now. He rose up as effortlessly as centaurs run, as angels fly. "I will sing your name as my brother among my brothers," the Seraph promised. Kladius watched the beasts below
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152100
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"They don't know how this formed or how it got to where it is today. What we do know is that it's not going to last forever." Said Edward McCabe to his daughter who hadn't learned to talk but communicated with her father through her agreement or disagreem
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152120
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He had a lean build, except, remarkably, his midsection was perfectly barrel-like. As if he kept an alien lifeform in his belly, cultivated by years of Pabst and Yuengling transfusions.
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152132
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today on the bus/ a man in his fifties/ smiled at a baby/
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It's one of the most difficult problems of aesthetic philosophy: What do we mean when we say that a song is sad? None of the big names--Aristotle, Kant, Croce–Benedetto, not Jim–come close to answering it.
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and, under foot,//
dark caves waiting/
with their unseen pigments/
adorning forgotten walls.
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15211310
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Inevitability: it's what's for dinner.
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152120
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I can’t deny you’re beautiful, though it’s unsure how many of your defects are fudged by my myopia.
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I'm an older guy. She is still quite young. I tell her I may be too old but she giggles and tells me that she did the research and it said because there is snow on the roof doesn't mean no fire's in the stove. She proved it. Things like this. We excite ourselves,…
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Tentacles hold fast to the small/
thrashing thing they believe is true//
which, devoured, once crushed/
completely still, turns into shit,
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1521169
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Our disappearance would register/
as the movement of a sand grain/
on a windy beach full of sand.
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152165
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Maybe they considered themselves beyond redemption, or maybe they couldn't sit for that long.
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152120
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Half past six; already, through the gloom Saltwater flourish sifts from wharfs that ply Their play like girls that haunt the midnight's womb, As far it seems as walks of Barbary. Within the bar, French waitresses and sots Play dice with time awhile and rub…
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152153
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The mother, a pony-tailed beauty, thinks she looks fat in her
new blue-checked pedal pushers and white blouse tied
under her full breasts— in the latest style.
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152187
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The rat had been informed, assured, cajoled in order to gain his assent—duly lied to, in other words, by the researchers with not one tear of remorse, with no smudge or smear of conscience . . .
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152134
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Carl’s peculiarity of toilet paper rolls is not covered under the Americans with Disabilities Act – he’s looked it up.
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152194
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soft voices singing somewhere in the black back of
rising tensions crashing with the waves...
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1521107
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There were too many laws but not enough of the kinds she wanted. She wished for the right to go shopping. Then taste rather than disposable income or access to finance could distinguish people.
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152155
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Eat blueberries every day and you'll live to be a 92 year old mogul. Really.
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15211911
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There is no there or where but rather/
trajectories of probability
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Time Change in Florida #2 Sapped, yes. But not finished. Not yet.So what if I mostly live in my head?Who says I have to be out running aroundimproving body income outgo technical savvy? The dizzy awe of a Southwestern …
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152044
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The first time that
Beethoven’s Fifth was played,
people ran into the streets.
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