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The large black pedals on the red/Tricycle rotate, push along the cracked,/Weedy surface.
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A Vicious Deer
The man came across the hall to talk to us.
He was buying some paintings.
He had a white deer on a leash.
Fosca (our Malamute) said: “That's a vicious deer.”
She kept putting her paw on its shoulder.
I said: “You bet
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In China I remembered you only once:the restaurant's speciality, chosenfrom a braid of live varieties,spiraled to the floor while the waiterflayed it with a knife flickedfrom his wrist. The snake made your initialover and over the black tile.What pain? Love's all…
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That Loving Feeling
How do I love thee?
I love the bulge
of your breast
along the inside
of my upper arm
when you lie on top
kissing me
I love
feeling the movement
of your nipple
along the tender skin
there
It
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running. Hit a deer
and with surgical
precision remove its
bland ear, wear it as
your own. Wear it as
your own like a crown
of ears, spilled out on
a floor before you. Are
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Eat a jellybean. Pear or peach. It'll imparta fruity lilt. T wishes herapartment would let her havea cat or two. Seek the helpof a licensed stranger. Enjoy anonymous mutual caring. P wishes hecould remember how…
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Old snarled fishing line and a fistful of hooks; I can't hold my head in my hands.
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The trees cluster like flies to spider webs
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Whenever we’re carressin’,
I find you quite engrossin’,
I’m filled with vasopressin
endorphins and oxytocin.
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Paid and laid, they leave.
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This corridor extending darkly ahead.
This dark corridoring the extended head.
The baby crying for some tit.
The tit babying for some cry.
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1. Read a lot of books as a child. 2. If you are reading this and you are not a child any more, you will probably need to go back in time. 3. Invent a time machine. 4. Since you are a creative type, and use primarily the right side of your brain, your math and science…
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It's a lie, it doesnt mean anything this, only that my lips are ripe and soft.
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