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Flowing, Flown In the field stands a jealous man with fifteen eyes stored inside the cuffs of well-worn khaki pants. His pockets pull with clinking dimes…
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1316177
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Eat the Body/
Drink the Blood/
Perfect the sacrifice,
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131611
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On his way to his first fishing expedition in the Bay Area, the man remembered the rustle and shimmer of the willows by the muddied Jemez River in New Mexico, cold beer, the clean camaraderie of childhood friends. He walked along a path choked with greenery to the San Pablo…
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131676
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One/
can’t always trust the eye and ear//
in such matters but what can one do?/
Mistakes will be made.
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1316129
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Your cairns/
are litter in the streets
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131634
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Richard gets me started, tells me to undress the two women mannequins in the storefront window
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131630
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After our first kiss,
a team of scientists
scrubbed away the cancer
of your lipstick.
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131685
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Mari thinks that's all fine and fucking dandy.
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1316168
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The Muse//has used/ me up
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131622
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the small break of consciousness that is my dreamswaterso much wateri can never forgive the watertoo many tears
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131621
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You sleep. The time is soft and slow.
Your dreams are covered with the snow.
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131510
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He, an irregular chap,
Was known for his hat with a flap.
Had fleet feet and a very strong back.
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131511
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Damn, the light turned
green
on me.
Wasn't ready.
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131541
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“Damn!” he said to himself, wondering for the millionth time what he was doing in such a sad line of work. Break time, he decided, grabbing his stash box and locking himself into the freezing cold bathroom to smoke a joint.
He emerged thirty minutes la
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131520
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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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131564
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When I look at the picture on my refrigerator, I always think the same thing: "Hitler was a baby once too, look how well he turned out."
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131533
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Why, these were the young hands
that I kissed only last night.
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131533
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As she slunk to her topless Mercedes
sparkling curbside, wax job hand rubbed
in Hamburg, testosterone heads turned
wishing similar treatment.
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131586
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She wakes up lip-syncing the remnants of a dream: the throb of cherry blossoms, the whine of lotus flowers.
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131521
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In the living room of a model home, Mr. Jorgensen lived. He was a mannequin. He spent his days in display windows. He spent his commutes displaying the latest model cars.
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131511
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She remembers the days when she could have purchased every card in the store and found the words to fill them all.
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1315159
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Squeeze the Word into Flesh
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131553
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I don't look like other poets. /
People hardly believe it when I say /
"I write poetry, sometimes. /
During lonely evenings."
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131484
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An infested, indifferent universe . . .
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131444
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The first time that
Beethoven’s Fifth was played,
people ran into the streets.
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131441
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She’s new, with the enthusiasm of a new person. And everyone wants the new girl.
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131477
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These clouds are what I havewith me. Their language is minebut it is drying today aswe speak. I catch the darkeningsparks, but that's not to beyour concern. I am sure youshall go on. What I wantis to deliver your song. Idoubt it is for anybody else.Clouds are good at…
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131400
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My heart was a puzzle completely incomplete,
until I learned of love in your embrace.
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131462
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"What have I done?
What in God's name possessed me?
Confessions of some college trouble in the 60's.
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the injured color wheel of the world
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