775 4 4
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As soon as I got the suspenders adjusted I felt different. I felt like Wilfred Brimley.
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77500
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I wish
I had money
I would give it all to you
I would give you more than I could imagine
I would pull the fetus out of your heart
Between my two fingers
And glue us together
I would glue our faces together too
After putting in all my
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77400
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Seamus has the palsy now
who once was called another name.
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77400
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I looked at your long fingers in the sunlight,
/ pale and delicate as paper, and I thought:
/ Those same fingers were in someone’s pussy
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77432
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December scent
rains coming down
sodden leaves underfoot
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77100
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The U.S. Supreme Court today heard arguments on a legal issue that tears the nation apart every October: Does the Constitution protect the right of male fans to watch the fall classic even if they have no rooting interest in either team involved?
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77023
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Golden yellows and oranges and reds that could have been scratching their toes now just tear the skin around her Achilles' heel.
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76711
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The Divine and merciful Understanding Calls out to me But let me not speak its name. You are an unworthy hearer And I am a secret-keeper, cunning With keen thoughts and prayers of swift Justice Single is our thought and act And when we pray we know not what it…
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76700
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The sacrificial tendency is a real ugly one A pound of flesh, because it grows back But gnarled and scarred For you, So you may smile or cry Whatever you need How about an ounce of truth? How about I make a maze And you walk through…
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76600
|
The gates going up
and down like
gigantic windshield wipers
to let the existent
boxcars pass.
We went across these real
bumpy railroad tracks into
a town so
small there
wasn’t enough room
for the car,
so we got out and went ahe
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76500
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http://www.punchnels.com/fiction/the-frogman/
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76500
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The new nose--
I won’t ask how much it cost,
but something’s been lost.
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76521
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I found you at Darrell’s, the bar down the street.
A place where loose women and tight men might meet.
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76411
|
Interviewer: So, you walk on water, right? How is that possible?
Jesus Lizard: Well, I only run on water, and upright on my hind legs. Haha, if I tried just walking on water I’d sink quicker than St. Peter!
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76441
|
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76320
|
The town is a wheel-less prairie schooner aground in a vast field of static
|
76300
|
And then I get a call from a different kind of bar
They say you’re drunk on Cosmos and actin’ quite bizarre.
|
76300
|
Unready for the world,
we pawned ourselves
for a longer lease on youth.
|
76200
|
Pope Leo XIII endorsed a cocaine-based drink and at the age of 90 sat in on “The Last Castrato, Complete Vatican Recordings.”
|
76210
|
He was journeying toward understanding of a higher truth so long lost.
|
76221
|
Pigeons are really the souls of what were once beggars
in the endless squares of Paris, Venice, or Jerusalem.
They are born with the soul of a beggar
attached to them.
It is stuck beneath their wings.
They cannot fly without it,
and they ar
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76200
|
I am so lost in thought
as I ride out of the woods
that I forget which way I ought
to turn, left or right; this can’t be good.
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76133
|
Will you join me kneeling in a Homegoods parking lot
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75943
|
Rumors stranger than usual were circulating in Moskva. Naturally, they could not be confirmed, but they were making the rounds so thickly that they began spilling out of the capital.
“Putin has become a superman!”
|
75955
|
It was just her way. Slightly down and off to the left. Mom never looked anyone in the eye.
|
7591715
|
There is, between us, a flickering lantern. We're not tired yet but the bugs are converging and hitting the side of the tent. The little ones, the mosquitoes, the gnats, the noseeums, they're finding their way in in spite of the zipped up mosquito nettin
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75811
|
not otherwise employed, writing verse,/
line by tenuous line the substance of pulse./
―but no one collects unemployed verse:/
self-lacerations must yield blood, not ink.
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75800
|
to think of him looking at me / for he to be I and I to be he / it is almost unbearable / to occupy two bodies at once—
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75710
|
My sister walked in the room while I read Ginsberg / reciting the lines to Jaweh & Allah Battle to myself /sweating in the heat contour of my ugly body on the bed /
the room the stench of rottenhumanasscracksemen
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75732
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the drive-ins now are dead and gone /
where once we laught through splatter films: / our screens too small, our horrors do not fit— / no monumental screens are left, / no close-ups show us what we think we fear.
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