833 2 1
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The body does what a body must
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94654
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We’ll just choke on all our shit
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116686
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With small and fleshy hands/
I scratch at enigmatic stones,
|
98685
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The thrum and the thrust//
have beaten conviviality out of me.
|
1078109
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Only last Friday, he was introduced/
around, smiling, healthy,/
a fine young man.
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80643
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a few numbers/
and a handful of their operations,
|
76754
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Each brief life is lived in dedication//
to the honeyed buzz of the colony,
|
93965
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Petty minds think arithmetic thoughts/
in units of dollars and cents//
and strive to quantify the world
|
98443
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The blooms are practical/
and cannot see themselves
|
104276
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We exist to facilitate/
successful conclusions of hopeless lives.
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95565
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Posit butterflies/
as evidence of heavenly design.
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12042011
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The nearsighted world/
puts on its lenses
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14682112
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Fear in a Handful of Dust
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