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I remember the words of the generations that preceded me,and my utter devotionto their form.As I took to writingI worked to distance myselffrom the wo..
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It got its name before it existed,and it was the biggest, best and brightest of them all.The other folk on the block were jealous because this was the..
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EarningsWhy we do it we don't know.We do it, still; ad infinitum.The grind, the slog, the refuse of our labor.Leave your sweat, your soul, your being,..
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You purple temptress,I love you.Sometimes you are orange...othertimes red. I have loved one yousince I had strength enough to wring your silly neck.Yo..
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My shadow on the sidewalk (sunset is very close)collides with the kneeling figure of an Asian woman planting flowersnear the edge of her yard.I am twe..
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Work Feeds me(in that it pays so that I may eat)Work eats me(in that it is slowly consuming my soul).Work has taken my heart,in exchange for the payth..
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What she drank (and why she drank it) was both beyond me, and outside my concern;as I only cared that she was readyand I was eager.We coupled and she ..
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(a poem)
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Urine Sample #300013A
Roger T. Everyman:
A normal type guy
holding a paper sack
containing a jar,
(filled with his pee)
warm on his lap,riding..
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Vacillation A blank PageA challenge A giftUnmetUnheededUnheardUnloved: This sheet;Discarded
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