1165 9 7
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the pressure from my lungs threatened to burst my eardrums.
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116511
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our cogs
winding
and whirring
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1165139
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one season slips into another
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116544
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Finding a soft pink blanket I prepared a place by the dirty window where he watched his world from a corner of his life.
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116500
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Sunday Night She wasn't hungry, hadn't eaten for days, wouldn't even touch the food I took time off my fuckin' schedule to bring her myself. I walked through puddles of dirt and dog shit, I did. By the time she opened the door after four knocks, I was drenched,…
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116542
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"I like to see your juicy cheeks wiggle."
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116431
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the Tate Modern is like a dungeon!
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116450
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The banality of his own state of boredom, a luxury to be satiated with violence, to hack with an axe the exposed neck of his friend.
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1164102
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...cinched the handcuffs.
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116433
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He’s so stoned he’s in the zen zone,
Which is just beyond the end zone.
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116463
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I returned to Minnesota from Montreal a week ago to realize that my sweetheart in Manhattan had hired a Ukrainian escort.
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116486
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my time there was not one afternoon not / one river not one tunnel not one falling
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116411
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Lover’s leap to a bank of smooth shale/
Where I sat drinking beer that past summer/watching a group of hard shell Baptists/line up to be saved in it’s muddy waters
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116441
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I believe in scouring the sea with spears
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116400
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How do you do my name is Luigi and I am the Duke of Abruzzi. I love bubbles, strawberries, and sheets drying in the wind and sunlight. Hobbies include bank robbery, kidnapping, and extortion. As you can see, the streets…
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116454
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We’ll just choke on all our shit
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116411
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They heard Chu’s voice, he was lying ten feet away, his skull opened up.
“Find my change,” was all he was saying. “I left my change around, look for it."
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116443
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I know I was hungry, she says
to herself, maybe.
I was hungry for what
you had to offer. Your
fast car, your dad’s
ski boat, your prettiness,
your beautiful mouth,
your eyes, and yes for
the joy you could give me
between the legs.
B
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116400
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Vikki respond, "Say big guy, you eat pussy?"
The Mohawk flustered.
"Uh!?...Yeah...sure."
Vikki snickered, "Great. We got something in common. So do I."
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116432
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Lips touch briefly at first
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116420
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I find that I am keeping silent more often. I don't like repeating myself.
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116421
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116434
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Words reach out of my mind for paradise. And come back with rocks.
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116498
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It renders the inner ears inoperative-/
Music that once reverberated inside
/
the brain-hut concert hall squeaks
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116400
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I did as I was told, running barefoot down the bare wooden stairs
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116322
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The Church of Chimera, which has tentacles in most cities, would like you to accept the existence of MEGACROCODOG, invisible possessor of the largest penis imaginable. You are promised an afterlife of bliss, as long as you pray to MEGACROCODOG and say his penis is the…
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116344
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when I take the time/now to remember/
you have become/a thousand page/memory book
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116340
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Your clothes had been burned and your skin washed. They kept your boots at my firm insistence. I saw them write your name on the card. The card was black, and the ink was black. The writing was shallow and scratchy. The box they filed the card into was black and so…
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116300
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For as long as John could remember, he loved to blow up things. It started back in grade school with firecrackers and cherry bombs—he would put them in toys, tin cans, shit like that to see what would happen. Then he advanced to stronger stuff, M-80s. Skip and…
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I want to fly like a snail. Yes, snails fly in their minds, so does the brain of the ocean.
Does a man want to drown in the ersatz of desire?
You must understand me. You and I swam together. They call it escape velocity.
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