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				Got something inside me
hard as nails
keeps me walking upright
ain't never failed 
					
				 
				
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				in the pink distance / a boy in a corduroy shirt / sits before an upended electrical spindle / and drinks a vodka gimlet
 
					
				 
				
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				politics only add to assault and distract 
					
				 
				
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				Bud Light, B. O. 
and Freeloader Heaven, 
they step onto the 
back of the bus without a cent 
We pass by the Karma Wash 
but no one gets off the bus 
We pass by the 
Endless Soup and Salad Kitchen 
where we witness a crowd 
swarming over a ch 
					
				 
				
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				Your cairns/
are litter in the streets 
					
				 
				
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				Steve lowers himself onto a lounge chair and lets out a long, overdue sigh. Cliff and Jim, the frickin’ and frackin’ of the built-in pool industry, are making a Burger Chef run while the cement sets. 
					
				 
				
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				A gentle man,
and a fierce woman,
charmed one another
in a shaded gazebo. 
					
				 
				
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				There was a form to it, not reproduction.  I wanted to write Moby Dick without a man in it.  [I wanted to write Moby Dick with only a woman in it.] But I didn't do it.  It's like a seven-year diary, and it did happen.  I might write it as memory then. 
					
				 
				
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				The leaves/
seek reunion with the ground//
and leave the oak tree naked/
in December’s cold.  
					
				 
				
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				He sees the dogs through the window, his babies, sleeping on opposite ends of the couch. His girl, lying supine, hind legs spread, grotesquely, almost comically, as far as they can without being flush with the cushion. His boy, Cosmo, face down, the power… 
					
				 
				
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				Excuse me, can I now
ask to change my favorite childhood color       
 from green to yellow? 
					
				 
				
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				They sit across from each other and she smiles as if they were in a normal place. 
					
				 
				
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				While Leif was still very young, his emotions were very easy to read, for they appeared on his parchment coloured skin, named in his mother's writing. When he was seventeen, Leif fell in love. She was a pretty maid, one of the college servants who kept his… 
					
				 
				
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				indelicate, as everything arrives at once.  
					
				 
				
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				A human being is here. He doesn't disappear 
					
				 
				
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				Jeanne and I were married for eight years. I never knew her. 
					
				 
				
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				They had both discovered, though, that when people stared at them now, away from the carnival, it was very different.  There, they were supposed to be odd, it was what people expected.  Here, they were supposed to fit in. 
					
				 
				
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				We gig, we perform, we laugh, we cry, we play our guitars, bass, drums, voice.  
					
				 
				
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				To stop myself from imagining myself/ kissing you on your face, feeling your/ 
eyelashes on my lips as I pass over them,/ 
I imagine myself murdering you with/ 
an axe instead... 
					
				 
				
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				     to us! Without it we are less than human and cannot  guarantee your safe passage through our woods any more. Give us back the moon. It is the primary element  in the makeup of our deepest breaths taken to invoke all cycles to continue. It contains… 
					
				 
				
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				Ben was cheered to see Monique in good spirits again.
 
					
				 
				
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				Darling Valentine’s pale legs shone in the dark, a beacon for the car driving without headlights along a tree-lined row of brownstones. 
					
				 
				
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				The mist monster leaned over the building, drawing its face close to Mayumi. Its’ lavender eyes locked onto the Magi as she stood there ignoring Rumiko’s calls to flee.  
					
				 
				
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				Luv walks around touching everything with her little hands. Uzma follows behind her, talking sweetly, saying: "This is going to be your new home for a while, darling."
 
					
				 
				
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				John Davies paces nervously around an empty parking lot... 
					
				 
				
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				inside i know my heart rattles
cause outside i'm only seeing
that the truth is in tatters 
					
				 
				
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				Seeing her in black / 
with his arm around her / 
from the other side / 
of a glass door. / 
He gave her a beer. / 
She might’ve been thirsty, / 
uncomfortable. 
					
				 
				
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1233 4 2 
      
			 
			
			
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				Girolamo Dente was nodding off in his studio at Découvrir Art when he heard the alarm. 
					
				 
				
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