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i have missed many dead lines
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NATCHEZ: the cannibal's seven sons
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my head is a meat market
the father seemed to the son a holy ghost. are ghosts to be feared, can we see them, walk through them, become haunted? volcanic ejaculations squirt barren. and mother they didnt see, she wept and laughed in camoflauge. disco room collapse ( Read more... ) -
so this universe is our commune?
outside inside rooms and walls. not that we need y ,thank you sky and dirt ocean fire mother of me father of seed grandparents not born of greed incubate the pink flesh in numbers of casket or do we say cradle ( Read more... ) -
FI(r)ST CHEW
I PREFER THE TOWN DRUNK
TO THE PRETENTIOUS ARTIST
thoose are labels labels
shredded paper litters the streets
YOU WOULD FIT NICELY
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lost gold.called the treasure booty, once up on a time
Ahh the bedroom eyes. What this four walled room knows. What I want to do in between the laws of war. Hello ocean swelling, lapping, sounding like lovers I can and cannot be involved in. Let me switch rotation. The moon I solely report to.I's Eyes like fire or opal eyes like water or eyes like jewels or lillys eyes like earth or ashes of autummn, ( Read more... ) -
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Today was my first day of orientation for resident assistant, my new tittle, at Crotched Mountain Rehabilation Center. We listened to many seminars;SSS$exual harrasment, seizure control, fire safety (which included putting out a fire WITH 2 types of distinguisher), and lastly diseases resistant to drugs...blood borne pathogens. The last was very ( Read more... ) -
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monkeys-in boxes on christmas eve returned from mars. my mangled lover rearranged with parts from jack in the box audio box from saved by the bell with press on tie die died from the arterys of your mother. fetus all over the night sky waiting for the serpents to bite them free.is it sweet. is it sweet. does it taste good.dog shit scalp massage ( Read more... ) -
no body
inside of the cemetary......one grave makes a clicking noise several times ( Read more... ) -
house wife singing to the house flies.
i -tURN POISON INTO MEDICINE i might want to tatto that on myself. extending a claw to the school children in uniform presenting a perfectly 5 hole punctured apple. (i have two left feet) today i visited my nana and gramp, how i love them. i looked at pictures of myself living with them in maine as a child. i remembered how important i felt when ( Read more... )