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He opened his coffin and folded the side down, swung his legs over. Gathered his strength and pushed off heavily, rising unsteadily to his feet. "Dead..
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The transvestite in the corner sauntered over to me dripping sleaze while I tightly gripped j&b on the rocks in a heavy glass ignoring myselfand h..
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Their wrecked bodies festoon the fence, lovingly hand hung.The spot was recently afflicted with such violencenow sits empty of life, full of hideous s..
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I miss being filled with a sense of here and now fromthe unclouded mental vision of youth beforethe eclosion from adolescent reverie toadult delusions..
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As the winter begins to again seep into my perceived world,I use clothes as my pseudo-armor,layering to keep in warmth.In staunch dissonanceI will beg..
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Do you know what it means to have a moment encapsulated and remain enthralled with an utterance for what seems a century?Or more?It isn't your voice o..
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I hear and seesoles grind small pebbles into night nighobscured flagstones, something young, a passerby, says “What are you doing? Old man"Stepp..
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And with hot branding, I name the end, it is unknown Obadiah, it is uncompromising Demosthenes, it is ambuscaded Agamemnon, it
is crafty Cain, it is..
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These are wordsand I change so muchwith this sword.Just by adding or rearranging, that is the strange thing.I perspire as you suspire, Engaging you ol..
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Sugar nightmares haunt childrenNancy harlequins cane themOh, child of mineyour life you did,away, sign.Force fed familiarity with already branded emot..
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