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Red runs in rivulets against the backdrop /
Into a pool, a morass, that is his life
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It isn't a half-cracked sidewalk
iron-wrought, October lamp-lit
at midnight
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2200
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You can’t hold her back
She wanted to lick your cheese
Your back and neck
She wanted to lick your knees
She wanted to check your raincoat
And put you at ease
Do a strip tease
Do as you please
She wanted to lick your cheese
And get down o
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1048129
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We perform our chosen duty— naming/
beauties and atrocities within
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2300
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You read your fortune cookie:
Keep more opinions to yourself
And wonder if they are watching you
From the fortune cookie factory
Where they always where dark sunglasses
So no one can see the soul
And you’re at the bottom of the world
Askin
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The air pulses with their scent, / musty and oozing with fermentation:
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100911
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Hands and fingers feeling down
Cross the boundaries I laid
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The photograph has no date,but these are my long-ago kin,ancestors just before the boat,six stone-faced on the English shore,sepia on cardstock under glassstill clear in severe, dark clothesexcept one who has been markedout, maybe with black wax,which runs to the bottom…
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I drove to you in April / and you loved me all through Illinois
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1463220
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and sometimes floating in the Gulf of Mexico / you close your eyes and let the water cover them
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96998
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It renders the inner ears inoperative-/
Music that once reverberated inside
/
the brain-hut concert hall squeaks
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300
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and that is me
Swearing in front of my
Television set
Like Elvis
Looking for a gun
To fix everything
Once and for
All
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his dreams are filled / with aprons
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Shakespeare had red hair / Van Gogh never painted a nude
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