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"Excuse me. I believe you have a little something falling from your right nostril there," he said, pointing with his pinky.
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Fat, religious, full of himself,
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Cockroaches may be falling through the holes
in the floorboards of heaven, but we will not be disturbed.
We are agents, free and clear, even if a little bit mean.
I want to quit worrying about money,
but the angels upstairs won’t let me.
The
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But all I see, the only irresolute shape in my mind that forms and becomes real, is you.
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On the first night I met you, you fell in love with the waitress. She had a loud voice and a strong Irish accent. She wore an oversized t-shirt to minimize her large breasts, and baggy jeans. No makeup; crooked teeth. But you…
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With nipples like those, rose-colored, we could have fed a nation!
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Someone had scrawled her on the walls.
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Thanks for the invitation, although you don't make the Undergraduate Verse Society Ice Cream Social and Poetry Slam sound very appealing.
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We spent that entire winter with shaky hands and shrunken egos.
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The gecko instinctively knew that if he moved, he was dead.
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Heading for the fields one morning to paint haystacks, Vincent noticed his neighbor’s house ablaze.
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I walked up to the bar and sat down on the empty stool.“You don't want to sit there,” said the bartender.“Oh? Why not?” I replied.“It's haunted.”I laughed, but then stopped when I saw he was not laughing with me.“You're…
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Why is this woman smiling?
Because she’s the Real Mona Lisa,
that’s why
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Who You Pretended To Be I only appeared to belong to my mother --Jane Kenyon I almost died when Ulysses sailed leaving behind the dowager queen complaining of processed sugar as Grandfather's limousine tooled to Saks to browse brassieres…
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Each brief life is lived in dedication//
to the honeyed buzz of the colony,
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Topsy was a flip flopper ...
Topsy was a crazy complainer.
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The world is beginning to lose what little hair it has left. Follicles litter the streets and scrape along merrily in the wind like one last turn of the world defying knob of being and knowing. But the thing I want to say here is how beautiful…
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Pick, pick, pick. Scabrous flesh comes off. Goes into mouth. Picking like a drone. This is my leg. It tastes a little salty. Iron apparent. Partner sits across the room, on his laptop, begging. I can't stop widening the pit. Partner goes to kitchen, eats…
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It is absurd to think that a cockroach will wake up one day as a human. And it is certainly surreal to imagine that a fat pigeon in Paris, New York or Rome, say, or even Prague, will one day take up a pen and begin writing poetry, or wave the wand of phil
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The empty faces in the crowd all mumbled...
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a few Hershey's Kisses tucked in with the note
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my tiny white world, the cube in the closet in the back above the shelving in a secret compartment cut into the wall
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My dad was in a barber training school
where they cut off the tip of a bum's ear
and taped it back on with scotch tape
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The superhero is out there in the fields, discovering herself.
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in making your sad blown apart hearts rise up and squeeze out the kindness juices ever so sweetly anymore. Tried that. Didn't work out too well, not for me, wasn't a BIG time of waste, but did eat up some important wee…
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are you afraid sometimes, in the night, in the wind as it beats down your maelstrom thoughts?
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Cleopatra fills her cart with food and cosmetics until it is overflowing. She proceeds out of the store. The clerks stop running products over their scanners and gaze in incredulity, and confusion.
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She was wearing a robe, but her hip movement sent an ancient message.
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Deep in Stationcity they began to drum.
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