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Once,
before the invention of the automobile, in a small town in the heart of south Wales,
there lived a dolphin.
Of course, the dolphin didn&rsq..
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Forward
through the tangled twisted vines
wrapped in moonlit tree arms and spider spit
A web of deceit - that way
A web of lies, I.e slightly ha..
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Above
the armoire
next to the model airplane
you’ll find the happenstance of Harper Hippo
He’s the elephant in the room
don&rsquo..
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I
love when I get that nice breeze in my shoe and my feet can finally breathe
I love when my shoe, after getting comfortably worn in, begins to ta..
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Arboreous,
1967; never been held..
A gap in
the teeth only adds to this hypothesis. “It’s nothing personal”, say most
girl..
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The napping
child of Corinthia,
blowing bubbles from his little piranha mouth
Chirping bluebird, stuck in a blueberry patch, due south
C..
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She
walked on by
And didn’t bat a lash
She
swore she wouldn’t look at herself today
Or ever lash a bat
She spent her days th..
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I met her most unusual self
in the strangest of ways
picture: leaning against the city
obviously: things got exciting
(not for me, or her, but..
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This
warm plague silk
you hang from an empty wound
fills your mind with fertile thoughts
and lets the milk sun pour along those pregnant holes..
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There
once was a tin-man with a cake in his chest,
he went out into the sun to let it bake, and rest
he counted the hours, the minutes, the day..
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