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She was most concerned with the dead weight of things The head rolling slow and solid and lame, unfavo..

I scrub the orange residue out from beneath my fingernails From the crests of cuticles Because its fun..

It is a very expensive hobby. I currently possess everything you could need to bake anything your greedy little s..

I want to be a dancer. I can completely feel it in my body, like it’s bending. There is an aching weightl..

Taunton Was and is still My barnacled and crusty sea; A shore of salty boulders white washed ..

Yasmine snorts and grunts and sings hymns down the Chapstick isle, From the maternity of her explicit, thund..

No sleep for us ate shrooms and sandwiches andthought too muchinterrogating the mayonnaise label and accusing the conveni..

I dream of celibacy but reach for desire. In my dreams I am always reaching And waking to find the but..

Pablo Neruda! I look for you my whole life; I catch a glimpse of you. I can’t afford you so I copy you. ..