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In results only recently reached
By her Himilayan neti-pot study group
It was firmly determined that
Sex was the number one culprit
In after-climax nasal congestion
And that avoiding sex was the only way
To keep those passages open and clear
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I wonder, just a thought
Who even dreamt to
Teach a pig Latin?
And why a starfish
Mirrors the stars
We do not know
There’s a whole lot
To wonder about
Like, I don’t know
How about Cloud 9?
I want to know what happened
On Cloud
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I remember it was late at night
I was with
Johnny Appleseed’s younger brother
Bruce
Bruce Appleseed
He was the lead singer for the band
Fake Moustache
Turns out he was just a bum
Set on vibrate
Who’d bought a 10-gallon hat once
But h
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The kind of poem poets write and read. I mean, hey I was feelin’ it HARD at 3:24 am, and this is what spilled out.
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You had to put up with
Sunday drivers
You had to love children
All children, all of them!
This is what it took to be God
It wasn’t fun
You had to be patient, sometimes
You had to pretend to look the other way
You needed to lose your he
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And in so saying, we shoot a glance at the calendar, a swear and a prayer escaping our lips simultaneously. The home stretch of the year that´s in it is an uphill fogbound chicane of black ice and oncoming trucks. Anyone with half a mind to jump in…
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When she says your bookis interesting, she meansit's odd, and when she saysyour poem is brave, she meansit's foolish, and when she saysyour story is original, she meansit's bad, and when she says yourplay is well made, she means it'sboring, and when she says…
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where will we be/ when it happens?
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His hands are old
But still function
As hands
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After it is over, I go out into the world to the café. The flower sellers are setting up their booth outside the glass doors. Classical guitar over the speakers. A soft rain falling. Heads are bowed there, reading the news. Coffee, croissants, cappuccin
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Wooden piers, sour local beers
Sodium smears on aquariums, damaged
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My only brother, Herb
Meant the world to me
He taught me how to drive his Triumph TR3
He taught me that I could have sex
In the front seat of a car
With the girl sitting on my lap facing me
He played a saxophone and a clarinet
I still have
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I was at my usual booth, half a cold cappuccino in front of me, my daughter crawling over my lapin an attempt to crayon the paper I was reading.The man at the table across the floor looked like the prison warden…
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O it’s good to get fucked in the rain
It’s good to get fucked in the back seat of a power boat on a river in the hot summer air
With the mosquitos sucking the life out of you
It’s good to get fucked with your bare back rubbing up against the rou
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Some maid from the past
Must have started up our
Dust buster on its own
Startling me to no end
I was sitting across the room
When it just started up
She must have been trying to tell us something
About the terrible job
We were doing kee
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