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turning into Bukowski i fell in love with... pastured parliaments, mad rivers of righteous clarity autumns in New England ..

finally, movement the heart seal broken pressure pantomime leaks out silent love gestures erin-cilberto ..

no milk today roast chocolate blues dark scent in Paris cafe overturned coffee erin-cilberto 11/14/15

a shattered cafe wasn't on the menu as an appetizer, a serving of bullets, wasn't on the program as a song, the sounds of scream..

memory needling there is an old man on a mountain tears climbing his cheeks, to his ancient eyes his mind a bit on the down..

adjectives lost you split my infinitive i became a preposition with no object of attention, thus my sentence is forever intransitive ..

Rumors god bless america sometime when the future collides with the Ellis Island tenant whose torch hasn't worked in years ..

floods and foreclosures philosophical clouds rain demented dreams lightning strikes in thought patterns erratic storms o..

detours and distractions a country lane of the heart love like road kill lay upon pavement of pretense thought i saw moveme..

Beggar Subject splendid heartbreak she was the queen of goodbyes royalty to send me reeling edict not of etiquette but flound..