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When I hear her voice
Repeating over and over
Will you help me?
Will you help me?
I get very, very sad
Have you seen Rose and Fanny?
She asks
They died 30 years ago, dear
Oh
Will you help me?
Over and over
Will you help me?
I g
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who can quite say/when careless talk & confidence/slips into that other charged thing/so minimal at first
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She must fuck like a marmot
That’s all I can say, if he already turned his back
On the Statue of Puberty
To get near to her
What do you think it means?
He joins the hierarchy
Where they sit
On the steps of life
And she passes the healing
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Kelly flashed a little swoosh and bitten apple,//
Derek the proud three-pointed star./
Maggie traced the lovely cursive “Coca Cola”/
decorating Eddie’s lowest rib.
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I'd kill a gas attendant in Playa Del Mar.
You'd read stained romance novels in motel rooms, while I oiled the gun and laughed on the phone, to no one.
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Larry works the concession stand / near the pier.
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My mother and I are close We talk like friends I tell her about people I'm dating She gets excited for me And she asks how it's going When I tell her I think I'm gay She says nothing She does not ask about the woman I am seeing She does not ask how I am doing …
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My therapist told me I have post traumatic stress disorder My uncle had that He fought in the war I guess I fought in my own kind Not between countries Between children and father Between husband and wife Between addiction and sobriety When my father got…
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no need to write it if you/
live it, conscious of the light, the/
shape, the sound, the taste, and shadow.
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I want to open up a store called Forever 39
Right next to Forever 21
But they won’t let me
Because it would be so unreal
Oh yeah? Well, how about this?
My wife is a Reality TV slut
And proud of it!
And she’ll bust the windows
Out your damn
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We do not want to be here. Need ensnares/
and pulls us. We put on its tightened face/
which mirrors what each guest will wear
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Neverfull There are still things out there I haven't seen— a mere tadpole blindly clinging to the base of the pond. I reach for every star in the inkwell but none are close enough— even on toes tickling the edge you'll never…
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If I knew beauty, I could/
wake her where she dreams,/
persuade her to inform each/
gestured choice I make.
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