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FissionI’ll split the hairs, I’ll split an atom / And never leave the bedroom. / I most identify with December,

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The Common ElementPeople, they just ain't all golden, not at all. / Not even silver, magnesium or copper. / Maybe zinc, because it tastes like ink and it does your body good,

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This Is Not AtrocityThis is not atrocity / This is the basement / This is the sea receding like lips to reveal tooth-like shells

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The Lemon TreeThere were two balloons / and a vinyl kite wedged / in the branches of the lemon tree

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10 Ticks For Every TockMy life is a conflict, / for instance, I'm anti- / prefix and I print thou

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Figure of SpeechIdentity resolved, blue ribbons taut- / I am speech, a verb, a praise, a participial phrase- / There are many battles yet to be fought,

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Artificial IntelligenceI am the coy smiling handsome man / and my feet beat the darkness away when I rush. / And I rush, in the alleys, sightless,

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Hourglass Lies In Three MovementsI. / My eyes are heavy in my head, / or more accurately, my lids,

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Oceanic CrossingMy brow furrowed as she read my palm / and whispered of growing interest. / "What?" I asked; I had my qualms

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The Mathematical BridgeShe said it's "Brittany, not Britney," / as we walked over the Mathematical Bridge. / I asked her if that was a reference,

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