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While I had believed that the subject had been exhausted, that the bottomless pit of the individual navel gazer had been done to death, now here arrives How To Find Yourself to show that previous literature had only scratched the surface of the belly butt
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Mari thinks that's all fine and fucking dandy.
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She can still be normal, says Momma, knowing my sister can’t hear, forgetting I can.
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He finds a beach ball and recreates humanity upon it. Kicking it down the shore he wonders how the little people must feel about each other. To place them on such a tiny globe almost seems unfair.
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This year, instead of giving roses or candy for Valentine's Day, why not give something your spouse will never forget.
A brand new divorce!
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"You don't need the gun," Dean said. "Bring me a bottle of peroxide and some duct tape."
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In the tang of winter warm
and summer cool,
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They say
it was like an elephant
married to a dove.
Imagine, me,
a dove!
Ridículo!
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I'm not sure if my heart is breaking Or attacking Like an aged lovesick romantic with a faulty beat, I sense a valve needs replacing But only after the main artery has been sutured and made whole By a seasoned and skilled Midwest surgeon in a…
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I doused back three Buds in the time it took him to detest a variety of subjects including the naivety of quantum physics and pregnant women.
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Last night, the station played me a dream of sexual promiscuity that included -- but was not limited to -- imaginative acts involving....
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I, personally, just had no interest in having some pimply-faced moron stick his tongue down my throat.
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On a visit, Jesus sees bracelets with WWJD. What does that mean? he asks. What Would Jesus Do? they respond. I wouldn’t wear that, he says.
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She can never say why, but guilt rides her bones
like the spirit. She rubs worry raw.
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They wanted to go fresh water fishing, so I had to buy worms. None there in the saltwater town. Drove about 10 miles over the long bridge to cross the bay. I'd been there before. Walked in and a crusty, little skinny man got up from his chair. He: Watcha need? Me: Fresh…
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...but still, when she whispers that going out now might put her in the mood later he unties from his mooring and sets them both drifting toward the gin-splintered latitudes
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Made sense then, should have written it down - But I fell back to sleep instead
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I even listen to the Ugly Kid Joe version. I fall asleep perplexed and disheartened.
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A little bony for my tastes–I wonder if she’s on the Lady Di diet. I wouldn’t kick her out of bed for eating crackers, but it would be like sleeping with Eva Braun.
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The voice in the sand: "If it has soul you must funk it."
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How does a mixed couple come together in the Troubles?
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The one-legged crow was back in the yard again. It was there yesterday and maybe before, but yesterday was the first time I noticed it. I've been using my binoculars lately. It is interesting to me...to bring things closer. And it's not just birds, but other things like the…
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“And what kind of man would prefer all these dusty old books to my physical form? Who would memorize archaic incantations, when he could be whispering in my ear? Why search for the ancient splendors of metaphor, when one could be searching for the ...
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Her heart is the color of fuck. Not the color she'd imagined; the soft pink of parting lips, the fading hand print on steamed—up windows, like Leo and Kate in that fancy car the night it sank. His car was a dented jeep…
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There's nothing so new in the doing that it needs to be talked about in just spooky or secret ways, by you, me or anyone else tonight, but it might feel real good sometime and perfectly fine to hear…
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The cataclysm of all those photons/
mad to be a part of you
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I am so happy to see winter almost gone
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My head is nailed to yesterday.
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