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It’s the middle-aged jazz musician who tends to get lost in the shuffle; no longer news, and not ready for the marble statue-treatment.
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The man next door came over with a pitchfork.
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He is underneath them. His head is like the head of a worm.
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we ran that afternoon/across Bayshore lanes/into green blooming fields, beyond all those
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JOSEPH YOUNG Joseph Young You might start with the top of the head, where the heat goes. This is first, first from the womb, the first word. Joseph Young There might have been a faith that placed it in the mouth, not the…
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I try as much as I can to write but only in as much as you believe―am I successful.
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Everything I understand / is in danger.
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I woke up when the smoke alarm insisted. Either the curtains were on fire or I hadn't changed the battery.
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". . . Stinkin' vampires, death to all of ’em, them and their plague-festerin' rats. But the new ones, I don’t mind takin’ ’em down before gettin’ rid of ’em. —But you’ll never get that smell off o’ you if you use only one condom, I’m here to tell you . .
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Rainy eyes fall fast somewhere
close to me
Riding the wind like lust
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I got the news that you had died as I was
eating American chop suey, watching the Celtics.
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The roses ask for you when I smell them
They seem to remember your touch more than
others. They can’t bear it when you’re gone
and wonder when you’ll be returning
I am beginning to do the same
I no longer go outdoors to be with them
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Camilla and I watched a movie, then we were the movie. A man wandered in a decrepit house, or in a dream of a house, which had wallpaper hanging like shredded flesh and little mounds of filth and a madwoman with a butcher knife creeping from room to room with fear or…
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If you shoot at them now, it'll be attempted murder or, worse, premeditated murder.
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Don’t get me wrong. Maria Shriver is hot, but her angled face makes me think a knife thrower is out to get me.
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here’s the deal…
sorrow follows tears…
pain later for the happiness now…
is the joy something we only borrow…?
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Just like real life before poundsigns.
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The woman tapped a dark plastic stirrer on the tabletop in front of her to emphasize something she was saying.
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contacts, false eyelashes, strappy open-toed sandals
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It was 14:24 official eBay time. Louise had spent hours looking at over 30,000 items under “Elvis Memorabilia"
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Leaning toward Joshua, Stuart says softly, “Take it easy, okay? We’ll bury him. He shouldn’t be left here, in your kitchen.”
Joshua glares. “Don’t you fucking move him.”
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Can we ever truly know reality? I don’t think so. But fly in comfort my friend. Lean back and enjoy the thrust of those engines.
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You wouldn’t believe an organ the size of a heart could scream like a nine-year-old sissy girl but mine did.
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Picture it-/
air not clogged with the shit//
that makes Beijing the dark joke/
of the developed world.
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What chaos comes from / insufficiency? What else can calcify dreams?
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Before you tripped on the third rail, you were like any other: coat a shard of midnight-blue, eyes filled with gratitude but for nothing. You were a lost coyote on a snowy hill. With sad magnificence you wandered, terrorizing passengers who secretly wished to pat your…
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Hail the yellow cab the yellow one will do just fine as second condiment to the sun
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"All these people," Rammstein complained, "seems all they wanna do is write about love, and sex along with it, you know? And I think it's because it's all feelgood shit; you know, your sweet baby loves you, and he or she's hot as Angie or Brad, and…
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