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Poetry is a way to stop talking
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having the time of their lives,
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Easter the emerald parlor remembered, come yourself to convince me now impose yourself firm to the maroon furrow that is my heart. Interloper, make your mayhem here, where I have been miserable -…
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What can I say about the Internet It's one of the best inventions since the TV set It's a place you can do research and shop A place where you can sell everything from shoes to stock You can go to rooms and chat And meet some nice people or some that seem…
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We all tell them/even when our mothers
warned us only the Devil/tells stories
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There is a feeling in my hands,
fingers,
a restive, potential energy,
drawing inward, reaching
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Six months later, she was teaching theology / to refugees from est.
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I paid the doctor / You paid the doctor
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My supper consisted of no cheese
My marriage consisted of no violin
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The last thing I heard was a loud retch
The loudest retch I have ever heard
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“Whatcha doin'?”
“Moving this shit.”
“Why?”
“Well, I can’t leave it here!”
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If this road could answer
I would ask her what it is like
to follow the path
of the rippleshimmery river
for too many miles
through the slowly ghosting towns
and the corncovered landscapes
of the dying Midwest
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yes, you may halt friendly neutrinos /
for questioning at icy checkpoints /
but no one is stopping us
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The last time I saw my father he wasn't dead.
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Floozy Walks Into a Bar
Toting a handbag the size of a small suitcase
Because you never know
Floozy Walks Into a Bar
Dragging her reputation behind her
And everyone looks behind her too
Floozy Walks Into a Bar
To test the temperature of
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