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Wafting wisps of fondness twinkling
in time with fairy lights pointing out lawns in cities
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It is imperfect,/
eroded by the optics//
of light, space/
and orbital mechanics.
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Frank was about to take the first bite of a chicken salad sandwich.
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Everyone asks that question. The short answer is: he brought it on himself.
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I've written of this and I've written of that, Have scriven as you have it either that or this: But if you strive against the wind when you decide to piss, They say, you'll find up firing against your hat- Like some old Brother who was broiled when…
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She was as beautiful as flowers in a dream
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the moon is coming back now the shadow hovering and shiftingthe clouds a passing shroud I didn't know if I would be patient enough but now the sliver of light is increasing filling in / filling out the circle I am surprised by how much relief I feel there…
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There is a false dawn,
when night still holds sway, but tempered with promise; anticipation.
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Also, our daughter had learned to splash, causing us each time to break into spontaneous renditions of “Splish Splash (I Was Taking a Bath),” which made us not mind so much that we were getting covered in water.
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My dog Alfie and I would get in my van and go out at midnight for a doughnut. Or an éclair. A French cruller, to be exact. Sometimes we would get Blondie's Pizza on Telegraph Avenue near the Berkeley campus, if it got to be too lonely and restless at nigh
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These days I wear a flag pin.
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In the gutter, the paper signs turned back to pulp.
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The mirror can never talk back/
unless corrupted creases of the brain/
and its recombinant physical maladies//
elect to answer...
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—Mazel tov, schmazel tov!
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The doctor told me:
"You have 24 hours
to live.
no more, no less."
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There’s / no crying in poetry!” says Coach / Bukowski
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When I wake up and look to my left, will you be there with me, snoring like an asthmatic bear?
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“Everyone you see is half asleep. And you're on your own, you're in the street.” -John Lennon What we can muster now is a few choice words of humor, but unfortunately that won't show them anything that they haven't seen…
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In the words of that great philosopher Hunter S. Thompson, "When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro."
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"the dark velvet slide of the tongue."
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Some people burn slowWhile others burn fastAnd betweenAll kind of things happen:There's happiness sadnessJoy and angerSicknessThings happenAnd when you are in theWorldThe worlds molds youWith all it elixirs and tempationsThe good timesThen come the wounds and scarsAnd the…
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—Francesco, did you come to bed last night?
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ARROGANT MAGNOLIA, the first to open all, poised ten feet above our fuss. …
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Whistler pounded a nuanced nail,
into our inferior foreheads.
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The last of your tenuous septum dissolves when you press the nozzle of the neti pot against it.
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The shadows hang fast on the downs this day: And I hang like the darkness, over heath and down; Since the air there is clearer than the clouds, men say, And I'm lost in the country, I shall turn to town. If the heather is restless, then the fete is …
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