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Down in the park
Miles from home,
Nature’s beauty torments and admonishes.
My envy plows the hue,
Trenched then stuck -
As a trodden ..
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Stretches its sinewy veins, its frail earth dried and boned.
No one walks alongside me,
This path is a tomb.
Black scattered light, that is t..
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(Or "Storm over Alabama")
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The blasted heath cuts straight into grey.Animals and clover
Turn away smiling. I make them happy.
The bicycle has no trail of fumes.
The..
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Dredging, but never cleaning me
out,
Or it, or anything at all that has been before.
True roots tangled, anchored deep in witnesses -
Devouring ..
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Lady Macbeth,Hank Chinaski, Phoebe Caulfield,Patrick Bateman, Lucy Pevensie, Sodapop Curtis,Tralala, Stanley Kowalski, Epiphany Proudfoot, Willy Loman..
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The tale of Scariot Stark, as related through The Cranks, is not mentioned in theHoly Biblosor in any other chronicle
because it is pure allegory in ..
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To John, with love and squalor -
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A grimacing clay water bottle exhilarates me.Dour black freezing in the skin of my forgotten lover,I am deaf to her lame silence.Stuck in her mouth ar..
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A balsa wood ship, silhouetted against the shrieks -Bends to a silent shore.
Your green eyes lollop low, red wisps kiss curl away,Moon's light rust..
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