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After the shooting, they sent the boy away. He returned taller and heavier, a sulkier version of his earlier self.
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The fruit of thy womb, the shrapnel embedded in her belly, the damage done, the Lord have mercy. Seagulls throw themselves against the North wind, again and again, a perpetual motion of disappointment.
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"... you shake your head and look down as if I am a mongrel dog who has pissed the Tabriz..."
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sooner or later you realize
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the world crumbles to nothing
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It was a lousy night to be lost.
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Wine nourishes, subdues memories, keeps eyes dry, and head heavy. We are up to our third bottle. Your head is on my lap. Gray hair uncombed, you feign sleep. My left arm draped nonchalantly over the curvy edge of the chaise lounge, gold velvet with wine…
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My job was take the falls, act the dope, finish at the wrong end of the slap stick for the blow off. I was Auguste, the fool; I drove the clown car.
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It's not me I'm worried about, he said.
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The first task was ridiculously easy. You rigged up the ladder from the unlocked communal laundry room. I climbed up and squeezed through the open bathroom window. I was skinny enough then to still fit through the bars, head, shoulders, and all. I opened the…
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Just bring me his head, that cerebral kiln of hot, ruddy verbiage and cadence.
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I am long of tooth, too, and when I go, maybe a box with my ashes inside will join the boxes containing the cats’ remains.
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143 18 13
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It was war without beginning or end.
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Alone on the platform, I waited for a train.
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152 19 13
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It’s not the money. The money’s/
just a way of keeping score.
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Their nouns are few and stark./
Ours are numerous and dappled/
or subtly shaded and shadowed/
by circumstance and possibility.
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“Mescaline occurs naturally in our bodies, you know,” I said.
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I drove to you in April / and you loved me all through Illinois
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139 15 10
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Where we are going, we are hot meat and cha cha.
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131 12 11
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Jesus came strolling
by in his sandally Jesus foot sandals.
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129 12 11
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The police states of German National Socialism/
and the Soviet Union are but pencil studies
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I dream of benzene rings/
and polymer shrouds
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I write to make visible my small/
assertions against impermanence.
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