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Our ragged wits, ragged minds, after acting out all, imitating all honey-like tunes, air song, excellence of song, true flower of the world. So the sun has some of its honey wintered away, to bring it into contact with such a human voice as yours.
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If you stop, you starve//
and they just offer what you do/
to others, starved already,/
and schooled, as you, in servitude.
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the things we will accomplish, the things we will leave to others
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A parody of John Ashbery I have been preconditioned likewise by the ligatures of the roof. It has bypassed even the lightning. When I started this essay I (poetics equalling dissemination, like a toilet plug) admired, and I in the book produced…
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They’ve deduced she’s still of sound mind and body. What do they know?
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I’m on Discord but I don’t know how to do anything.
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Hope is the thing playing checkers
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Charted stars by the dozens /
with a side of frizzle onions /
dawn showers us with glitter.
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In frustration, he picked up a hammer and slammed it straight into the center of the mask.
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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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for spirits and demons have no life/
but what imagination gives
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-Someone could have boosted this easy as pie, Ben said to himself.
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They’re young and haughty.
27’s still a long ways off.
They read about the famous,
not the dead.
Dusty dragonflies will not
land upon them,
and they are really only in love
with the dishwasher.
Now there’s a problem.
Poetry is dead,
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In praise of the colorful flock with crowns
of teased cotton candy rising high above
Modular walls, stalled operating systems
staling coffee and pale corner offices
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a white rabbit with a dirty monocle and a straw hat regarded marsha from the grass at the edge of the mud.
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“Have the cousins arrived?”
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She stood for a moment to think about what happened inside.
She had just killed her husband of twenty three years.
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I spent the evening looking at our old pictures. /
We were never happy. I realize that now.
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Eat the Body/
Drink the Blood/
Perfect the sacrifice,
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She connects to you
via snarling vines
& worm-woven tunnels.
Drops Roman numerals
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I guess it was, you know, a daze thing: He, lightly drunk, turning red in parts of his head, in his cheeks mostly, and his chest, to which my eyes were drawn because of his v-neck douchebag shirt; and I, sleepy beyond belief, sustained like a zombie only
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In the end they talked a lot, shared what they could, both seemingly trying to rekindle something that was no longer hot, and yet they could not let go of each other. Year after year would prove that. Right then, just then, it seemed that the physical par
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Hank: Yeah, the way her head was bashed in, it looks like someone really had it in for her. Did you call the coroner?
Bill: Yeah. Boy, you couldn’t pay me enough to do the stuff those coroner and medical examiner guys do. It seems like
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We transplant helix° splices and
shoot back to meet our former selves, zip the
scrolls, and save the world. Then you said spin
so I twisted my jumper over and
over in
endless folds like lips, like vaginas, like
seacreatures
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He began to chop the powdery substance and separate it into segments.
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There are many ways to cope effectively with your life after a Les Miserables run, and everyone is different, but here are some things that have helped others work through the process.
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"Already he is running and flying to the center of the world" - Mircea Eliade, about what a shaman is up to, under his mask.
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I'm writing our initials in black sharpie on the tunnel wall. There's already people who have come before me, hundreds of pairs of Qs and As and hearts in the middle, through a small hole in the brick I can hear the French accents, spinning through, a reminder that I am…
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In the quiet dark, fathers reappear.
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I survived as a brave thought,
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