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"Time is an ocean, but it ends at the shore. You may not see me tomorrow."--Bob DylanThey're writing poems, but not for me. Guess I'll write one for my own. For nobody that I know now. It's a pretty lonely world for someone who sings, not you, not with…
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I let the little fingers slip thinking they couldn't stand to hold on anymore. When they were done they said addled and I was left behind in the room with only my hand. I hurt myself trying to picture the pretty girls and they took out a piece above my eye. …
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I live in a small fishing village where small people fish and others gossip or invent bizarre methods by which to irritate each other. During our weekly power cuts I go outside and cross the street, sitting on the pharmacy steps to watch myself not be at home in the…
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I’d met this crowd of drunken poets from San Francisco
Even though this was smack dab in the middle of winter
Smack dab in the middle of the flattened Illinois plains
Why they all left San Francisco I’ll never completely understand
But there we we
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I do that now. And I shiver. My mom's eyes don't seem to have any expression. They look lifeless. Her eyes look...
dead.
Stop it, Alison, I tell myself. You're being stupid.
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If you ask me I'm thinking I'm just blowing off some steam, some hot air that doesn't add up to the old cliche of a hill of beans. A hill of fucking beans.
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then all crawl out from the wreckage
to begin a dance lasts all night
so by morning we'll be tired
surprised we're still upright
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There's no rain--there hasn't been rain in weeks--but the clouds are dark without the sun, and I can't see the stars.
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I'm staying in swinging all night
Hell not just all night but every night
I can possibly sink my teeth into
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I hope my blonde down still beats in your heart, and the black crescent curved under, you will remember, and I would move toward your window where my own heart lay in a dish, with the thick valley lifting.
Remember, I crossed and uncrossed my legs f
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I was in a Chinese restaurant
trying to read the menu
when I realized Hunan
was only 1 letter off of Human
I thought it read Chicken Human
This was just in a dream, so I ordered it
It was delicious, but kind of salty
Then someone at ano
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Unhappiness is a necessary boon
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1210 0 0
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Take a flying leap?Mother would never agreeSo away from the campground we sneakTo show the boy where I was a boySummer day shirtless with swimsuits onOne hundred degrees walking through the treesThe season early with winter runoffWater here still seventy feet deepHoping the…
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After all our morals
And ethics of distrust
Have been ripped out
And discussed
There’s still the Meat Lady
At the end of the day
Standing around
in the midst of the crowd
Handing out her meat
In little morsels
on a toothpick
Af
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colors dancing on metric vectors
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1209 3 1
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st. paul is steeped in fog.
mist and rain make the north side a grainy
faded photograph, almost timeless.
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bursting girl there is no moon
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When I mentioned my visit to the museum during an A.A. meeting, I wanted to know whether the framers of The Big Book had been aware of the Nazi hospital sterilization and “euthanasia” programs.
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“Time is inalterable. We can only offer an altered perception of time. And what better way to do that than by offering altered timepieces?
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In dreams begin responsibilities--Yeats I'm writing this story to tell you about a mistake, despite the fact that you might find it boring or might consider my writing style onerous or overeager. I begin with…
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1209 0 0
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That is then and the devil reigns in the here and now.
Tonight I am the barfly and tomorrow I die.
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1209 0 0
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Made sense then, should have written it down - But I fell back to sleep instead
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What happens in life when no one is watching?
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1209 1 0
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A stroll along the golf course rim reveals Polo-logoed litter. Could this be what they mean by white trash?
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The waitress appears and Fred gives her a big smile and th3 once over. It's no wonder he's had so many women in his life while I've . . . uh . . . read a lot of books.
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Before they ever spoke, Linda and Meg had sat next to each other in the cramped lecture hall for three weeks, their thighs touching, while Dr. Laurens showed slides of ancient Japanese art. Meg's eyes never left the screen, but Linda glanced at her as often as she…
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If I had alcohol in me right now I'd be singing out loud. I'd turn this boat around & turn it into a karaoke bar. Why is it even worth mentioning? This is why people gaze abstractedly at the ground. Ambition is thirty gallons of gas & a red Silverado. Wishing, on…
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It wasn't the sun sparkling
Or the dog of the neighbor
Barking.
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