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It's so nice
to be under something else's power
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61452
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Wake me up on payday
Don’t throw in the towel
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640
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We do not want to be here. Need ensnares/
and pulls us. We put on its tightened face/
which mirrors that each guest will wear
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...the daffodils will fling/
their yellow petals, taunting winter
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before your full lips touch
mine.
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Wound up taking smiling lessons
Six days in a row
But they didn’t take
All the people in my class
They were so fake
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All carcinoma/
would be hors d’oeuvres/
for its dark appetite.
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I am brave, I am sexy, I am strong
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The subway train pulled up and I shuffled on board.
I announced to the whole subway car: “I’m a poet.”
And that was all I needed to do. It was like a miracle.
Someone got up immediately and gave me her seat.
People got in an orderly line and began
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10362
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They told me not to trust you./
Your kind is never faithful:/
Liar! Cheat! Untrustworthy!
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430
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When muscle tone and joint strength/
join the absent attributes, you’ll slump/
within your favorite chair and wonder/
what became of you, once fiercely vertical?
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The skin will stay but you won’t see it,/
camouflaged by creases, tags, and curious/
deposits of renegade fat and pigment.
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13 rooks on a lifeless tree
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Those nights of using crickets chirping as our lullaby
as we laid on the soft grass, feeling weightless;
our heads vacant of thoughts, but our hearts never more full.
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520
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After the showers to remove/
the incidental bits of lasered flesh/
and excess inks, each celebrant/
admired the skin of others-
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