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8 oz.there is a limit for everything. / there's a limit on how accurately / you can pronounce 'pecan',
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Feb 13, 2013
Working Towards Summer Under What Circumstances?I cannot recall the bruise on my thumb / and the lazy scent of saliva on the carpet. / Working, under what circumstance?
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Feb 11, 2013
Remarks on Hollow StreetThanks for licensing your wet name / Like a spoon against a bitten cheek / to take your vanilla trophy
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Jan 3, 2013
open sesameopen seed; / her busted fetus of death's frail womb / and moisture drops soil's dehydrated tongue,
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Apr 29, 2012
here there is no definite.so it was once / when you did each explore / in the crevices burned deep beneath
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Mar 11, 2012
3/4ths staggering......is some minding swoop of your brow, / mimicking in your doleful eyes, / some ember fled to soot-drunken clouds
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Feb 21, 2012
3 AMIt is 3 AM, / and no one is sleeping in their dreams, / but a meter flicks with the ring of your pulse,
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Jan 30, 2012
tonight there is no bedtonight there is no room, / no bed for soft heads to converse, / with knobbly knees bent out
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Jan 10, 2012
bargained efforts go slow with unknowingIt is winter in the ******* she nibbled, / minus festivities, strained fibers / of holiday's lore seeking confinement
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Jan 4, 2012
Because the Man Cannot Movei. / There are imaginations that are made of rust, / and they tend to rest on clothes lines and
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Dec 30, 2011
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