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The Chinese restaurant turned away
My friends when they went there on Christmas Day;
Back into the cold they had to flee,
And I'm sorry to say that..
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We stack our sheaves of literature
High, to the stratus zone;
Their bulk depresses their elders down,
Below the waves of the known.
Some achieve a..
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Why do I even make the effort--
That is: why leave my house at all--
For these bimonthly bids to prove I'm congenial
By locking horns with essentia..
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His brain is tuned a little too high
And sensitive;
The chroma-chords that twangle there
Can be jarring and jitter-shot.
He's a colorful bird of f..
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Not an ear to lend,
For mouths gotta motor,
Lest the verbal juggernauts
Spare a soul.
It's all about ego:
Every lull in the convo
Where the shy ..
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This key doesn't fit in any lock,
This peg won't slide into holes in the block;
This actor's miscast in every play,
This dithery pilot has lost his..
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For collateral he left behind,
In my possession,
His future life, stamped and preapproved
With a boilerplate letter of commendation
Portfolioed fi..
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It only takes a minuscule seed
To begin this process.
Obey dipolar laws if you can,
And extend the arms hexagonally,
Though sometimes a meteorolog..
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He waits for things to come to him;
They sometimes do, but only words
In halting, syncopated beats,
And never people or flightless birds,
And no m..
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There are times when I enter
A lavender daze
And the tumbleweeds bebop
Around in my brain
As the plot for some novel
Clatters down through the ma..
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