xeroxcandybar
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Where you goA Poem by xeroxcandybarWhat is it with the skintight strokes? like he knows, his hands are easy like they’ve never done anything else and you don’t.. |
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good hairA Poem by xeroxcandybarone day it will be discoveredthat the top of the head requiressporadic, rigorous physical stimulation(such as implemented with the hitting hand .. |
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Writer/holding down a jobA Poem by xeroxcandybarT.S. Eliot could as a clerk, so can I twine verse/press release |
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The mantra of toysA Poem by xeroxcandybardoing nothing’s hard (counting beads if nothing else) like falling asleep. |
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church serviceA Poem by xeroxcandybarcan envelopes bless? indeed, money spent in god’s house is money well spent. |
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Navel breathA Poem by xeroxcandybarbreathing in the garden crows biker amongst themselves there’s room for me here |
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dar es salaamA Poem by xeroxcandybarBongo for brain, drum conundrum of dusty heat rising to get out. |
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Orange juice that hung lowA Poem by xeroxcandybarnow glassed with lemongrass it hung close to the ground just this afternoon. |
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Reading e.e cummingsA Poem by xeroxcandybarReading e.e cummings makes me feel a total retard, like a happy weaving wife witnessing the genius spider at dusk spinning .. |
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The MatrixA Poem by xeroxcandybarLet’s loop between reality and simulation until we recognize the banality of clinging to either dimension. .. |