1354 6 3
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If you shoot at them now, it'll be attempted murder or, worse, premeditated murder.
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135421
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Metropolitan I. Atlantic harbinger of this our swaddled dawn: Mistaking moon's sea sweep for this the frown The sky's plain-countenanced creatures maytimes weep Upon the surface-sundown of our lawn, When gaily surfaced for…
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135401
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135433
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You and she might make love here, next week,
and I'll buy my own razor, switch from baths to showers.
I shave my legs in my imagination.
They, like life, are smooth.
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135420
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I was about sixteen or seventeen when James Miller had a stroke and died. He was a friend of my father's and a preacher-guy. The last time our church had been that full was at the barbecue the weekend after the church was built. Somehow, the structure went…
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135420
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Clatters and clatters ensued, and the splash destroyed all denial.
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135402
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I once saw a TV commercial that showed a group of Anglo retirees laughing around a card table. The slogan 60 is the new 20 floated beneath their fat, fun-loving heads. My parents are bona fide Baby Boomers. Their lives are build on credit and catchy…
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135422
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We Must Save Ourselves I'm looking for my savior on subways, Is he this man pushing half himself On a skate board, from car to car, Singing I have no Legs, I have no Legs, I'm looking for my savior in coffee shops Of…
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135451
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Now that Spring has sprung I am reminded about the day a former neighbour complained about my squirrel collection. I love to feed the black squirrels that gather in my yard and she became convinced I had trained several ninja squirrels to enter her garden
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135400
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the first night we visited/ i stepped on a splinter/ while walking to the car/ and half-limped back,/ hiding a wince.
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135450
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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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135410
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What chaos comes from / insufficiency? What else can calcify dreams?
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135430
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After our first kiss,
a team of scientists
scrubbed away the cancer
of your lipstick.
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135453
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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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135466
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The entire room seems waiting for me like an octopus behind a closed, chained door. The monk of the lamp knows he will get his daily turn-on if he prays loudly and just enough for it. The favorite chair has my blue dent in its punched…
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135310
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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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135331
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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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135300
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It’s just another
Day where I feel tired, but I
Don’t know why it’s so.
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135321
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I saw three kids the other day, two girls and a boy, crouched in conspiracy
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135351
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Six months passed and the lovers decided speaking was no longer a necessary component in their relationship. They did this over breakfast, delicately spooning pink triangles of grapefruit into their mouths. Not a word spoken.
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135322
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The bank bought out the miles of land behind our property.
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135322
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135321
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So you printed your resume on this coffee cup - that’s something
- I wanted you guys to think about me every morning - while you were getting your coffee
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135376
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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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135397
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I’m on Discord but I don’t know how to do anything.
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135311
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The guy – it’s Billy Krazik - turns and aims at Jamie Stockwell, sitting there calmly as if he’s in the play or something and he takes two to the head.
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135333
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She woke before the sun was up to brew a pot of coffee. His eyes blinked open as he lay in bed smiling, smelling the fresh coffee mixed with marijuana smoke. He walked to the living room and sat next to her on the couch. He rested his head against her shoulder.…
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135320
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The perfect murder, and it’s not even murder.
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135355
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Then I am in Washington DC impersonating an accountant.
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135341
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There are times when she is heavy and times when she is light.
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