1112 10 4
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There’s not enough time because we come back to the things we never learn and forget them.
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111233
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I saw a big dog
By the side of the road
I saw a small deer
By the side of the road
A little maroon water in a glass
As I was driving home
Under darkness
With the wind that was under a rose
New blood will fill the earth
And we must lo
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111242
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What happens in life when no one is watching?
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111202
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There's a whole pack of us, men minted from hot brass and thumbtacks.
Too tough for sensibility's sake.
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111211
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The ride home after Basketball and a little beer; That's when the best poems happen. Poems pin-prick sharp Puncturing through dulled Senses while streetlamps pass Overhead. They find their way inside you But they don't stick. Poems left back somewhere On the…
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1112118
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This is the place you need a third hand
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111131
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In one section of the map C climbs a staircase.
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111100
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Wanted: Woman with wit, repartee skills, education and looks. Conversation, verbal dualing and ??? Respond to Seeker.
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111111
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We are diminished by our desire
for innocence, and we debase those who
possess it.
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111182
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Alright is alright but alright is a state of mind, right?
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111110
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Sick of sight, Ai Kitano constructed glasses by which the wearer was rendered totally blind.
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111130
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a fun little piece for all to enjoy, not just the ladies
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111143
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111166
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The east wind probes through the eaves, pushing at the walls, as though it wants to drag us out into the cold, to swallow us whole.
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111110
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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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111121
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I’d caught a small fish
but there wasn't enough room on the bridge
to reel it in completely
so I carried it hanging from my pole
along the edge of the traffic
A fine black dog joined me
following me into the shack
at the end of the bridg
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111000
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111011
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I was told, take him round the back and deal with him.
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111032
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Bradley turns out to be a walking red flag. He approaches as I unload the U-Haul and says, "Hi, I'm Bradley. I'm not very modest so you might see me from time to time in various stages of undress." Bradley is the last man on Earth I wish to see undressed.
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111053
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I came out of the Quick Stop and found her in the back seat of my ten-year-old Camry. I don’t know who she is, or why she chose my car. I do know she’s having a baby any minute now.
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111062
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To a desert island I pick a book of crosswords for my one item. It is a desert island. What could be more practical? I awake in the middle of the night, an itch in my throat. I blow my nose. Weird gobbets of blood ring my Kleenex. It drizzles out now, wet here, gelatinous…
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111040
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Fire and ice undo me. I am born again, born again through the burning ice and biting flame. Listlessly floating cinder-like on lost cusps of wind that multiply with every with every single with every single breath. Spitfire grail and…
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111074
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I leave the 29
to go after the 1
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111021
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My friend and I were arranging the things in my closet because we literally had nothing to do but he found himself in my house again, which he described to me like a disease...
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111033
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You read your fortune cookie:
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111011
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Periodically I try to vacuum up their eight-legged asses but they hide in the cable drop.
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111087
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a fat crow rapturously caws over its good fortune...
not a morsel left on the street,
not even a bloodstain
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111020
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I thought that was the last day of the world (when I floated up near your ceiling,) but it was the first. I thought I had seen the worst. But that was nothing. I know you had no idea what was coming when I first met you. But when we looked in each other
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110930
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We fall through two feet of clouds and dragons before we land softly on our feet in clover and crab grass.
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110943
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A novel is an idea that has
Survived many severe beatings
While a poem is a homely thing that was
Never even asked to the dance
Art Speak, however, is the art of
Systematically overstating and
Re-inventing the Obvious to the point of
Distr
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