5 0 0
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after that night they were never / quite right
/ again.
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15 0 0
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That’s a fight
That’s a romance
gone bad.
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109 4 3
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A novel is an idea that has
survived many severe beatings,
while a poem is a homely thing that was
never even asked to the dance.
Whereas Art Speak is the art of
systematically overstating and
re-inventing the Obvious to the point of
distr
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1255 8 7
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The winter’s too warm for the bears to sleep,
and they get up in the middle of the night
with insomnia and wander about the streets
in their pajamas, knocking over garbage cans,
looking for a midnight snack of some kind.
They’re getting kind o
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41 2 2
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Don’t shout. Be nice.
Cheer up. Sit up
straight. Don’t play
with your food. Elbows
off the table. Watch
your language. Use
your napkin. Eat the
crust.
Stop fidgeting.
Stop scratching.
Close your mouth
when you chew.
Remember to
c
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1169 3 2
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In punch drunk waiting rooms... On election routes
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112 0 0
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As razor toothed gravediggers darken soil beneath iron...
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1223 11 10
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1217 1 1
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Behold! Passion fruit!Aureolin sun condensedRolls off palm and tongue.Spurn taut rounded skinWait for wrinklesRipeness revealed, resplendent —The pinnacle of worth.
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1738 24 16
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The planet will be fine without us as it was/
when the Permian extinction made the goo/
that made the Rockefellers wealthy.
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7 0 0
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short poem I wrote with no socks on, the floor was cold.
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87 2 2
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They left their great need behind
when they were taken out of the country.
They live without thought of that blood.
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1315 10 9
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Polylinguists lash me
with tongues I cannot conjugate
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73 1 1
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Another night where she prepares herself.
For what? What kind of people are they?
Blood does not shake their hearts.
They lie and take your soul when they smile.
They imitate nature.
They walk off the animal inside them like it’s a poison.
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1077 4 3
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I know I was hungry, she says
to herself, maybe.
I was hungry for what
you had to offer. Your
fast car, your dad’s
ski boat, your prettiness,
your beautiful mouth,
your eyes, and yes for
the joy you could give me
between the legs.
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