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In one section of the map C climbs a staircase.
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Do you know what it is to crave something? Of course you do. But this was different. This was beyond craving.
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Something I loathe even more than children are Floridian Drivers. It's not even because of their horrid driving capabilities, but more so because of their attitudes. Within the confines of their comfy little car, they are able to build up the…
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His senses were heightened. The scratching on the table with his finger nails, intense nervousness, the noise magnified every second, the ball point pen was piercing into his sweaty palm.
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When we lie down
under the wind
the trees swaying
looking out over the fields
soft cobweb of a brain
exposed to hail
exposed to snow
trying to back away
from it
unable
knowing the earth
(the face it will take)
our
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and we spun you, / spun you!
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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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Isn’t it funny how a mosaic of neurons in our heads receives sensations from the outer world and grows into postulates and letters?
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Everything I write is gold, he mused. My words spill onto the page like ambrosia, nectar of the gods, filling an empty vessel with immortal life.
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I change things without notice for himto make sure he's ready for the corporate world. It's no longer our goal to watch cartoonswe must now focus on breakfastthenaction figures. "But Daddy," he says. "I likecartoons." "I know it hurts," I say."But…
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Sometimes I think our gathering is a ritual centered on collective visualization. Other times I feel like I have been physically transported. I am not sure there is a difference.
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Son, could you please step out of the car?
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one will become a tobacco king;
another will steal copper plumbing on moonlessnights.
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"Great! Great. I got your message . . . yeah, it’s a little long. It’s 140 *words*, not characters . . . "
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I'm re-invented on Main St. every single day.
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The squirrels love the sun
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My mind fabricated the smell of gunpowder as I pushed down.
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If this isn’t Paradise, what is?/ Your own eyes wide with/ the imagination, the knowing,/ the not-knowing of it all.
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Trenches coated with man-gruel laced the earth.
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The will to make/
remains
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We are diminished by our desire
for innocence, and we debase those who
possess it.
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As with the trouble with gambling, I managed to spend beyond my self-suggested limit at the farm while wanting to do little else. It became a chase for "money" (numbers like rubles) ...
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breathe out
somewhere a tree falls
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a fun little piece for all to enjoy, not just the ladies
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Vicki's scream echoed in Michiko's ear, an unwelcome earworm.
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The other night / I dreamt I was an astronaut
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Why should you
go through that
for me?
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Look. There's just you and me, that's all that's left. All the rest of them had already given up a long, long time ago. They dropped their precious, colorful dreams like rusted railroad lanterns, like abandoned pumpkins, and littered the Twitching…
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you shimmered me with attention
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