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Feeling feeling feeling feelingI fall mid-stride, escape, my hands clawOn the edges I sing ugly, make sureNo one hears me but I doI do I do I doBut I ..
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She can rest a world small enough, bear on every side of a cornerfester, and swell I can see for miles, and miles behind light, bright, and flickoff m..
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Begging begging begging but luck works itself against the
desperate
Remember the feeling, forced like a hard lump and clamp yr teeth
And hear..
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Thug love, I suppose
I hear her voice, and everyone pretends
earphones, Newsweek, napkins guided
by
the wet trenches
RC running down..
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No one is more cursed thanThe writer that can/t writeBloody ear like footprints on the wallsBroken jaw like bolt heads groaning stuckNo one is more cu..
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Winter is�"
panic button, lit mags
bodyfeeder L.
and long-socks,
that coil under
406.8lbs of durability.
Winter is�"
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I like to think that the beer cans against the walls grew analogously with the mess in everybody’s head
those protuberances corroding like rust..
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The fall of keys onto frozen porcelain
can make the mouth lose all function
cause the jaw to unhinge, the pupils to dilate
and render the song ..
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I returned to the fissured path, struck with immediate inspiration, loose on companions and instructions; developing mind points all the way to the mi..
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The Last Hemingway on the Mayflower
Decided To Alvah Goldbook
II
What does god want with my dreams? In the prefa..
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