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No, your clever costume won’t protect you.
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In the zone of forgotten things, everything moves through a weak gravitational field
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Charted stars by the dozens /
with a side of frizzle onions /
dawn showers us with glitter.
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One said 'Yes, I remember.' He was dark and tall and slender
A masterful pretender who laid roses on the floor
Appearing on the eve of morrow, so slow and full of sorrow
With a costume he did borrow, borrowed from the poet's lore
From the rare and rad
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We were careful not to wake the kids & goodbye with a handshake & my skeleton is trapped with your universe inside.
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She plucks two eggs from the carton, weighs and measures them with the cup of her palm, the curve of her fingers.
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Standing on the beach, watching the waves crash onto the shore, before the storm. It is easy to understand why dogs like sticking their head out of the car window. Standing on my favorite part of the beach, merely feet from the beach house. The house you weren't…
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We wait for a server to bring our coconut cream pie. His favorite. I hate coconut.
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Does he pack you a lunch when you're running late for work? Even when you're not running late? Does he insist on regular medical check-ups, for which he'll pay because you don't have insurance? Will he disapprove of your objectionable behavior, and not turn the…
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"I'm just saying," the older man continues, "We oughta be ready in case she hits."
"We'll be fine," the woman says. "We've weathered every storm that's ever come through here just fine."
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He was triply satisfied: he’d come twice and he was a damn good-looking man.
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But you don’t know how to fly, Bunny! How ever will we survive?
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I remember going out to a restaurant with some guy and a friend of mine who brought her little boy along. And suddenly her boy said, “I want to hear the man talk.” Well, that stopped us. Smart kid, I thought. He was fed up hearing her women friends talk
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He's gonna find he wasn't born lucky after all, his propaganda has got up on the wrong side of the bed and sidled onto the couch.
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I remember this vivid dream I had once. Maybe you were in it? I’m not sure. There was a gang of spitting men outside this bar, standing beside a whole row of gleaming motorcycles, with tons of chrome, and I remember my dreams were their feathers. They
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Buck, naked, has no words. The best he can manage is a dopey strangulated cough. His wife, who is clothed, stands before him, next to the waterbed that took Buck half a day to force into the trailer.
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and the President didn't call.
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I'm not dreaming anymore.
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I sat at
the vast graveyard
of broken hearts
on the mending fence
of wonderment
unsealing the silence
of the wounds
I began to put the pieces
together
like a puzzle against
forgetting
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I like violence /
because they refused to pay at attention to me /
as a child.
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I’ve seen your tired souls
riding under the city
lost in the drowsiness
of morning calm commutes.
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Mari thinks that's all fine and fucking dandy.
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Lungs bursting in the alleyways
trying to keep with the beat.
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“You sure?” He nods. “Maybe it was pneuomonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis.” Flash of a smile, sobbing laughter, like an abandoned seal.
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If Heaven holds forth its own Infinity, What of selves, of ours, could we stand to see? Cradled with harsh fangs of Memory, Deep forgetfulness, give rather me- Let bright dreams be our self's divinity: Forever holds, in morrow's hours, such little…
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"The rider rode his bike in Arizona just about every day and for all the usual reasons....."
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She was there then gone then there again. We were naked and wet and touching, she let me touch her, but she didn't want to be there. But she was, despite herself. It was my dream. You can go if you want. …
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There are some I don’t recognize. My gaze lingers for a second. It’s bad business this.
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