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I think theorems and hypotheses
but all that comes out is punching and smashing
frustrated hate flows where I'd prefer to know love.
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2126147
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You were given blame for action as experience by cause and effect now. If you take apart blame and even forgiveness is too rigid. She thinks of that purpose as to give men sexual destiny.
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212697
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the observation, at the end, more/
important than the being there—
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21251711
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She drew her hands out of the chest cavity and looked at the clock.
‘Time of death,’ she said.
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212500
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A dark-haired, handsome man adjusted the headset he was wearing, leaned toward a microphone, and eyed his host, a curly-haired man with a toothy grin, who sat up straight as he received a cue from his producer.
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21251414
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That was before Cohen died. Castro died. Castro Died should be a title by Samuel Beckett. Once I nearly went out to buy a bass clarinet just for the purpose of playing along with Leonard Cohen.
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212400
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A human cop and a cyborg detective team up to solve a case. A sci-fi-pulp-noir-detective story.
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2124145
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She asks if I would like to join them.
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2124148
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I like the smoke going in
but I like it even more
when it's coming out
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2124156
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with images overflowing with delicate thought scenes with nightmarish wet dreams
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212462
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her heart just nodded knowingly
....yes, dear
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21241211
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The other day I’m in the backyard with one of my kids, doing what he’s calling a training exercise, which is basically the two of us with flashlights, shinning the beams over the grass and up into the night to see what we can see.
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212386
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in her monestary mission, with her rosary and candles, time holds me here
my feet got the travelin' blues but my hands tie old women's bones to my hair
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212343
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Words are not like bricks. The neighborhood flowers from within the rituals that enframe the drinking of a macchiato in a café. Now it hovers over the page.
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212222
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Patrick Savage, who has died aged 29, was a poker player fast on his way to becoming a cult figure in the music scene.
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212210
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For Hector it was animals. Rats, dogs, fish, and quite often horses – sometimes even lions. But for Achilles, it was always dead bodies.
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212200
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Azure walked through the fog as though she were walking to class. Her hands swayed through the mist and felt the thickness of the cloud through her fingers
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21221311
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He had her pinned to the back seat, expressing his love. Do you love me? she whispered in his ear. Do you, do you, Jimmy Dale, do you love me? His only response…
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2122105
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The waters rose / on the earth
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212222
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“Pupilo Durcál!” She yelled. “You stupid pendejo!” He limped along without another glance. Rosa suddenly realized her dreams all week were really omens.
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2122119
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strumming on the pipe/blowing on the lute's body/drumming on the horn.
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212232
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This is what my summer has come to: me, out of a job, aimlessly driving around the city looking for places to write, places to read, places to occupy my time.
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21211516
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You should be calling 911
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212100
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21212116
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Tell Bono I want my seventy bucks back.
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212110
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“What I really want to know is, why is a straight guy called Caspar opening a lesbian leather bar in Berlin anyway?” Shona asked. “Schöneberg must really be going to the dogs.”
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2121165
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Her eyes stared wide with panic, her teeth chattered intermittently with impressive intensity, and with her ineffectual stabs at the air she completed the portrait of distracted mania.
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212121
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Standing hard at the windowCold clouds move, slowBlue horizon in the distance—It's just a slice of blue.All this beautyI miss it in the bitterness.I'm consumed by the missingThe emptinessThe unfairnessAlways some unfairness cropping upand capturing joy.Glancing high…
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212174
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Start with a long look down the alley, a small hoodied figure turning in.
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Being simple like this, knowing a thing is done by doing.
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