939 2 1
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2620
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scars spackled over with mock veneer
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2100
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dinosaurs were the size of parakeets
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3541
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emo0tions hang from limbs/like Spanish moss in the wind/stretched torn and ragged/shaking off drops of pain
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2300
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I got out of my car
And looked on the floor
It looked like an onion had
Fallen apart in there
And suddenly I began crying
And I was purely sober
Try to believe me
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180125
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the only sun I’ve seen this week /
was in a Jimmy Dean commercial
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12372311
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The missions never change:/
To plant a bed of fast-blooming/
Flowers of annihilation/
Across an unspecific plain.
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7472
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I allow myself to contemplate the peace in my life.
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33232
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eat the marshmallows, fuck the cereal
|
400
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History has never been alive for my forward seeing eyes, only looking towards the future. I never saw the machines of war, soldiers who marched upon peasants, taking down their meager barricades. They took down their small…
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7582
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History has never been alive for my forward seeing eyes; I only looked towards the future. I never saw the machines of war, soldiers who marched upon the people, taking down their meager barricades. They took down…
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2200
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It happens sometimes that
A pear will get matched with pearls
As if in a still life
My niece’s only son was
Recently run over by a slut
But he keeps going back for more
Either he loves extreme and severe punishment
Or she must fuck like
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1160
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My vomit’s over there./
Daddy told his dogshit buddies,/
“It’s her first time. That’s why she threw up.”
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81521
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In the bad dreams of bums living under the freeway overpass
dwells the laughing gas of their previous lives
the humorous opium operas of unsatisfactory whore-wars
and the open sores of ether-filled balloons
in the bad dreams of bums under
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4000
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Wheat and the city. Would it make a good new show?
The story of milled wheat, AKA flour, navigating
The beltway to get to the last standing patisserie in Baltimore?
No, because wheat isn’t a protagonist. Is it driven by a
Buxom girl with thin
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