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I killed it.
Didn't even relocate it back to its outdoor home, as I had work to do.
This is being human.
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This is no age for love; this is a time for discovery. So no time for me to sit around my candle is slowly burning, while wind combs my hair. If this is what loves comes to then I predict in the eventuality of me being an old woman by the sea living with her friend, the…
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We spent that entire winter with shaky hands and shrunken egos.
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We broke our hearts rather than sit in your reversible seats with the plain brown paper packages tied on our laps, we did so together. You don't want to hear about that. It gets too close to the actual murder of love. I…
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Why is this woman smiling?
Because she’s the Real Mona Lisa,
that’s why
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...somehow that light has found me.
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Church-lady dresses with matching jackets
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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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Someone had scrawled her on the walls.
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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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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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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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are you afraid sometimes, in the night, in the wind as it beats down your maelstrom thoughts?
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And then she'd wipe her eyes, sweep her hair between the crest of her left ear and the side of her face and press that ear to the knot.
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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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On the parking lot of the bar, two in the afternoonYou notice the battered car, dented up body of a Ford escort,No hubcaps, plastic in two of windows,It yells a story to youA familiar storyHead into the bar2 O' clock in the afternoonIt's a nice, sunny, warm Saturday…
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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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like they are trying to not get noticed by fickle death. It clearly marks them in a targeted way. Very ironic. Here's the only message I want you to ever have from me : quick, scramble like a monkey with a stolen banana in your tiny hairy…
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