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Help me escape from this cold high peak and explore a galaxy unparalleled by synthetic pear alleles that make colors deceive. Cats like us don't like to go to the top of snowy mountains, for we melt into hairballs and roll all …
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Federico Garcia Lopez donde carajo have you been?I had forgotten about our long talks late at night when only the sound of the cicadas accompanied us.In our silence we searched for metaphors.Mi madre se murio since you last visited.I took the buttons of all the…
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Sometimes you want to strike out at me. What is stopping you? There is no stopping you. You know I will not retaliate. Gone is all that I will be to you then.
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The darkest fruits are the sweetest, as we exit the brightness. And when god stopped us for a moment(a moment I'm not quite sure has ended) we saw those messages none decipher. What was the point of seeing? If we could not even read them, Was it the…
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Its colour a spectral silver shimmered in the pale afternoon sunlight which glinted on its small red and blue insignia so far from home. The landing stage of the unmanned Viking spacecraft had broken away from the main section on schedule before starting its descent through…
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ITime to flee, when the rain falls new,through whispers coming throughinterstellar solace,the physical impossibility of deathin the mind of someone living. Someone once saidyou can look up everything on TV,that to approach with cautionresults in…
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A poem not about fog written in fog with an erasable pen.
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The silent that are silent, they know no defiance. They are the true inexplicable, the true unheard. Science is Religion, Religion is not Science. The image of the word, it is not itself the word, it is just as it is, an image, some thing for the eyes,…
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The rush of noise inside her head was making her breath short and her palms clammy and there was nowhere for her to run. She couldn’t fight. She had no reason to smash him in the face, but her hand trembled with the urge to do violence as she rubbed it up
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The train sits in the main station and you see a man foist himself into a seat next to a young woman in jeans, stabbing his lit cigarette close to her face, "Don't you ever pretend you don't know me again, you hear?"She freezes. Only her eyes frantically dart, lock onto…
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I lay in your vineyard, with the kisses of your mouth you kissed me, as the sun looked upon us, we the keepers of the I. It is time we lived, or else die lest we are despised and the meaninglessness of our love revised. We are beyond…
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Superfluous and petite, she closes her eyes, acts like they are open. She thinks she's Marlene Dietrich, contemplates Erotica involving Vincent Price riffing an electric accordian. She has no knowledge of perfection, rendering her perfect by default. She is…
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...some cultivated energy escaped through generations of oppressive inertia and converged in the lizard’s gross actions and then within Jeremy’s father’s mind as his tongue stirred and he screamed great guttural things in his son’s ear...
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Like sun-stream through a spider's web I came with nothing left to master, at least nothingtoo abstract. Like moonlight thru a metal gate I emitted what was animal, without ceremony, without fate, only the diagonal, only the hexagonal, only configuration. …
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a pelican's feather as long as my forearm now a bloodless shaft
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Which way are the Pointer Sisters pointing
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It really makes you wonder what else you don't know.
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You know, the kind of venom between women that is invisible to men.
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