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Patsy Cline Sings Crazy

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over much howling of poetry and things that act as if they were dying

The Umbrella

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An Elevator Door Opens

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What’s your favorite emotion? Mine is ripping the sky apart and standing on a star outside of time.

The Nude Pianist: A Novel: Chapter 42

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If I start getting rambunctious, put me in a cab.

Agnés and Albertine

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Albertine had never loved Agnés. Oh! She had liked her very much. Especially her wit, the skin at the nape of her neck, even the two freckles on her arse that would bloom when licked.

The Blues

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I was sitting at the barFeeling the blues after workDrinking my 64 0z pitcherOf beerBody hurting all overAnd this kid begins to talk to meAbout how drinking is killing myBrain cellsAnd of course i have heard thisShit all beforeYet i act dumb all the sameLike really? I did…

Slippery Slope

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A man who is sexually attracted to playground equipment was recently banned from “any location with a slide” after being caught having sex with one. Christopher Johnson, 46, was described by the newspaper who reported this item as having a “powerful…

Mechanics

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Seems I was in the wrong place, wrong time.

Now We're Getting Somewhere

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Woman bites into pearl, finds baby oyster. Woman bites baby oyster, finds baby pearl. Woman blows on baby pearl, it begins to grow. Woman gets excited. Now we’re getting somewhere, she says.

Forgive Me, Leonard Cohen

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There’s a price / on everything

Jeering the Opera

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Bondage, to the rivers that bind

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Waft­ing wisps of fond­ness twin­kling in time with fairy lights point­ing out lawns in cities

After the Hoopla

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It is imperfect,/ eroded by the optics// of light, space/ and orbital mechanics.

The Nude Pianist: A Novel: Chapter 41

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Frank was about to take the first bite of a chicken salad sandwich.

Steve Jobs in Hell

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Everyone asks that question. The short answer is: he brought it on himself.

A Martyr

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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…

Over The Moon

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She was as beautiful as flowers in a dream

eclipse

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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…

SUNRISE

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There is a false dawn, when night still holds sway, but tempered with promise; anticipation.

Bonnie the Baptized

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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.

Famous Female Artist

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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

SMOKE & MIRRORS

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These days I wear a flag pin.

Reds and Blues

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Air

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In the gutter, the paper signs turned back to pulp.

Mind-Body Split

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The mirror can never talk back/ unless corrupted creases of the brain/ and its recombinant physical maladies// elect to answer...

The Nude Pianist: A Novel: Chapter 40

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—Mazel tov, schmazel tov!

For You, For Me

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...mark every buoy...

If I were dying

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The doctor told me: "You have 24 hours to live. no more, no less."

There's No Crying in Poetry

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There’s / no crying in poetry!” says Coach / Bukowski

Where Have You Gone, Honey Bear?

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When I wake up and look to my left, will you be there with me, snoring like an asthmatic bear?