1455 14 5
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When I come to suck fresh raspberries'
juice from your hair
pressing the clasp of my mouth's purse
on the oyster of your ear;
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106900
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I have two of those hand exercisers jamming the
tray and keeping it locked in place
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102932
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one day the words will form an order, one day the words will make a rhyme, one day the words will make a meaning
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2601
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face down
nose buried in your still warm pillow
deep in the down
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8694
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is the color of my skin so distracting
are the dark spots
on my elbows and knees
so enticing
that You can’t see Me
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226199
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We will love like dogwood. Kiss like cranes. Die like moths. I promise.
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6864
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here at noon and I'm rewriting the ending
eating some chocolate covered almonds
leaving brown marks
on my laptop keyboard
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15753
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There is a hole in my ear hair
And it points the way to god
The anatomical construction of my drinking sessions
Is irrelevant
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3010
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We are young
That’s all we’ve got
We take drugs
We smoke pot
You got mugged
And I got shot
We are young
That’s all we’ve got
I am cold
And you are hot
I am bold
Our bed’s a cot
You got mugged
And I got shot
Life is cold
Lif
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100801
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It makes me feel like a dirty old man: adorning Celia,
Making an offering of my blue dresses, adorning Celia.
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5200
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Your first love wrote you,
my love will never dissipate,
which makes me think of a permanent
state of bad weather, and I wonder
if he has any clue, now that he’s older
what words to use and which ones,
like dissipate, to avoid altogether.
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11821310
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Inevitability: it's what's for dinner.
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14311213
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The moonlight news is brutal
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117121
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I kept a journal
for so many years
I've forgotten
everything I wrote.
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