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Say you follow in stores of conveniencedown aisles marked Deleuze,tip-toeing around black bodslaid rhizomatic and prim,as drawstrings pull and tighten..
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This is my d***o. There are many like it, but this one is mine.My d***o is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life.My..
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First, the poem that begins: "Your hegemony is love,the kind whosetoesI sometimes get to suck".Later, the poem we left dangling from the branches of ..
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Un.George Costanza grew tired of lugging around his Zion filled suitcase so he ducked into the nearest restroom. When I found him, he was being haggl..
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After a long hard day of America,my favorite thing to dois open upmy laptop-clickedy-click-click i gountil i'vewrongedallof myinalienablerights.
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Mood: Kanye Shrug, hence the problematic nature of being sprungfrom lesser flora,or the sounder logicsprawled in bloody Lorcaqua mi lengua inquietacha..
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If not every flowereavesdropped upon on my bloom, then as playground mythopoesis.A game of tag-you're it,no takesies backsies,just good ol’ biop..
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Tyler, the Creator and his dystopian
cadre of Californian rappers are most assuredly a “f*****g walking
paradox”. Since they've kicked ..
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Do you meet me at uncooked center,to brain seared medium-well?
unto violets smoldered cerebral,red against inquisitive steel
At tomato discourse ser..
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Who begatthis smooch,this peck,this crack piped kiss,the jangled keys to menopause.Detroits' inner thighs housingphantasmic mortgages.
Who begat ..
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