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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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Under a conspiratorial moon… the shovel my silent partner… organ-less torso to the worms.
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"I'm just going to
take a power nap!"
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It's a haiku. It's its own snippet.
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You’ve got me standin’ on my knees,
A’searchin’ for a beggar’s alms,
From folks who’re deaf to all my pleas
And blind to open palms.
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We’ve already agreed on a date when Jack posts some new pictures of himself. I have to swallow. Hard. In four days Jack’s become twenty years older!
On Thursday, a boyish thirty-something was smiling at me from my PC. This Monday I find myself stari
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...bush tail beside him his closest comfort next to the genes...
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1422 2 1
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Just an abnormal visit to the post office.
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The teeth I want must hold significance. Like the quote, “it’s not the destination that matters, it’s the journey,” for me, it’s the connection that I’ve had with someone and the story behind the lost tooth that interests me.
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His eyes are closed yet restless, as if too many thoughts loop beneath the lids.
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This mother, she buys a one way ticket
whenever she visits her three daughters
who have wandered far from the eyes of
her pearlescent knitting needles and tutti-frutti yarns.
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Got something inside me
hard as nails
keeps me walking upright
ain't never failed
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Ey’, it’s where I followed him down
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As I fall to the ground I realize that in a few moments I will be experiencing a new kind of pain. The last pain. The last pain I will ever feel.
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Sunlight and the small wind/
swallow the frost/
on rooftops and windshields
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1422 0 0
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I was sleeping in a pile of teenage bodies soft limb spread over soft thin limb.
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1422 2 1
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I came to a field where, scattered around, were quite a few men digging holes
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Take 1. The Love Letter to an Unspoken Name Well we're beyond our appointed Moment now. We must step On what's left, alone, but That begs some explanation to These days that pinball between Stars and to the sad dreamers…
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The line weights are spot on/
and the snap of lines is textbook/
for a discipline that died with AutoCad
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What do you want me to tell you about this next full moon cycle that you don't already intuitively seem to have touched upon in your latest bout of almost there dreams? It too will pass? That it is a totally different unfair animal from the repellent one already…
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another lonely drone holding still
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Keisha selected a strawberry swirl cupcake from the waiter's tray, so pretty, from the hottest, coolest, newest patisserie. Moist strawberrylishious cake, swirly pink frosting, sprinkles. Keisha was one lucky lady, scoring a bizdev gig at recession-proof…
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1422 4 1
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The most unoriginal, trite and hackneyed story ever written!
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Her feet are raised upon an embroidered green pillow and she sits naked in a blue velvet chair. Red earrings dangling from her ears, while a red monkey sits at her feet with one leg extended.
She is exotic. A powder blue on her lips and at her navel,
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I was born at the age of 42.
Some of you might regard that as a handicap, but at the time I assumed everyone was born fully grown in a corporate test kitchen. In fact, I still think of it as an advantage; like being born with a silver spoon in my hand.
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They waited not a moment longer than was necessary But moved right in and
Began their loathsome ch
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One day a girl with blond hair was walking along the fence on the other side. There were just a handful of us left and I was the only one to notice her. I watched her. She did not see me. The next time I saw her, I went to the fence. I thought she might y
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She loves you when your words leave her dirty, semi-transparent, at times, overexposed.
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Dear Friend:
As a visitor to Wonderland in the past, you are truly among our most treasured friends. It is the enthusiasm for whimsy such as yours that spurs us to continue to provide perplexing chaos for which we are so widely esteemed, the better to
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