1055 7 5
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No CNN to sing obliteration,/
only Pliny the Younger/
to scratch what fell
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105551
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Gary wrote in beautiful brevity of this most fabled story told with strings.
Of it's breathtaking majesty and boundless power.
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105500
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Oh, wait — loosen the ropes, you say? Sorry. Can't do that.
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105454
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Chin beards, flannel shirts, Levis
no boots anymore, just loose sandals
their chicks with double triple multiple chins
falling asleep on their own palms
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105441
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They had to dress normal, my other boyfriends, be beardless, hairless, everything torn away, plucked, shorn smooth, because it elicited moisture on the tongue (when I was with you.) But I grew bored as the day before I first saw you.
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105443
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On the way to
The Museum of Inner Light
Expect delays
Expect bumps in the road
Expect potholes and such
Expect a murder of crows
Rolling acorns over the rooftops
But what I want to know is who
Who eats a butterfly
On the way to
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105431
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We bring words together and set them up on blind dates. Watch them build a history together, get married and fight together. Make offspring syllables cradled warm in cribs of punctuation. Phonemes squeezed into existence by two parenthesis. Words…
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105454
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from a moving train. The lost ball inthe tall grass still wants for no one. AndI'm suposed to pretend? You got yoursmile from something, not someone. But it took all your long hair in the process. You've been looking for the one true grace, the ultimate…
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105411
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A bar of chocolate stuck in pudding
(don’t you see where this is going)
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105400
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As the waves rapped in query I studied some words so sad Words she likely knew Words seemed so pale ‘That is not it, at all That is not what I meant at all' Is this what she thought? She leaves needle and thread Down here for dead A fondness for…
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105432
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“Your family, that family is crazy, everyone of them hush hush, tweet tweet, a little screw loose – or a bird, what kind of bird they got there?”
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105301
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Of course it’s because she’s been drinking. Will she regret this? I don’t understand it but maybe it is something she has thought about for some time.
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105300
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Weeds, schist, an Artesian well: élan in a heavenly forge. Sniffling goats, a mossy cairn. A portal divides the void. There is a human hand here below the crumbling parapet. The crotch of time A bridge between…
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105385
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I do not think it good that you, any of you, know what I mean when I say “MIG arrangement.”
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105331
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He consumed the key lime pie, while wearing a lime-green sports bra.
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105300
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TimeDoesnt existWe're told it existThe sun rises and fallAnd people exist for the eight Hour dayBut time does not existHuman beings put TIME in their lives To give it order Most people always seem to be looking for order!!Amidst the chaosIt goes very fast for someVery slow…
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105374
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"[A]ppointed an official supplier of watches for the Ministry of Defence of the Soviet Union in 1965."
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105353
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A thrum of imminent sentience-
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1053125
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That some adults believed the drill would save/
us from the blast of fusioned hydrogen//
amused us as we quietly curled along
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105265
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It was the early 80's My students carried / guns.
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105285
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I felt that love could
not be paid for or else could
never be paid for enough.
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105220
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Connecting the dots the past two weeks, I’ve concluded you’re pregnant again.
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105297
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It's not that there's nothing new, it's all new. That blue color is not the one you remember, but the one you are experiencing, and at the same time, you bring everything you are, crushing into dust, with you. Green…
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105261
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You gave me chills on my opposite hip whenever you touched me from behind, when we spooned under the rough woolen blanket in your basement. Whenever your essence touched my life like that. Just like when you said, “You came, that’s all.”
That’s all? T
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105200
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"Come into my face." said Duras famously as she neared death. This is very beautiful. If one takes Duras to speak of something akin to the 'face' as given us by Levinas, and we may display this face here as something like an Husserlian universal…
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105294
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Alas, the wind, the rain/
and plate tectonics take temples,/
fire and sediment papyrus and clay,
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105211
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the wiggly word / floats toward the crowd
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105241
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Creating a world in which no one believes . . . killing a world in which no one could believe.
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105232
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They called him Camel because of his humped back.
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