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Hill of Jackals
Wikipedia Poem, No. 960 the sweetness drops by measured thematics or they disintegrate into detectives occupying extraordinary ottoman rudders brakes steered by nero’s america new roads car themselves before counterclockwise america is pushing clockwisecollapsing fireworks of america some theory controlchaos then the big boat gulbahar gulshah heatof bankrupt mercurial perturbations sitti cicek urinsane twin throttle…
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Black Hills Treaty
consider what they saw there i don’t trust anyone who doesn’t have my best leg in interest both calves slaughtered on the hill neither had a camera i hear their voices like high school girls squeaking on algebra at tjmaxx i drink coyote blood click click each pore inflamed for oxygen each pore diabetic tigers…
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American Flag (skinny.jpg)
Wikipedia Poem, No. 959 a camerica Broke the hill I hear the treaty after Coyotes’ blood Each pore inflamed For oxygen each pore inflamed For oxygen each pore inflamed For oxygen each pore inflamed For oxygen each pore inflamed For oxygen each pore inflamed For oxygen each pore inflamed For oxygen each pore inflamed For…
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What If Donald Trump Were Born Yr Dog?
What if Donald Trump were born yr dog I swear it 2:24 in the morning florid sky I taste sweet poison fill my teeth With us remember these confessions
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1870
thoughtless deference to free men swimming by who mostly don’t—though sometimes must— respect the point of exclamation! / part and not part [sirens wail] [she moans] bean can and bottle top; variable dimensions are we talking about the made-thing or the making-thing drifts into reverie bamoun duala ewondo gunpowder igbo kikongo lingala yoruba sango twi…
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Gilgamesh Gets Confused
Wikipedia Poem, No. 956 the land of opportunityimmigrants came to the tower of terror the land of dogs and self-improvement createdby dragging hustlers who impoverish the person and opportunityand immigrants who came to this wastebasket at dawn looking hustled who was expelled from the negro streets of war and poverty of lead listening hustler who…
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Big Fire (The Black Wind Begins to Blow)
Wikipedia Poem, No. 955 be good at everything astride a famous quote jack views composition in the best way possible man philosophy don’t take things u want to eat every good type of advice is basically aimed i am a very good dreamer i feel the avant-garde … a matter of review i think even…
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The Pedant Attempts to Read a Poem
Oh, I seetime respools— encomienda one expects shudderto agree with scythebut instead — prisons Cortés-like — discoversgold ore floating atop tearduct digs too hard too something something in the languagedoesn’t leap from the pagelanguishes low in one’s hometown well into one’s late 30s one readsbougainvillea and feels only the moondisappearing behind the low sun which…
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