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Acusar al Presidente
yes 10:13 in hackensack and i am wonderingwhy on earth is my skin so skinny when all the prayers say i should be greasymy benedictions should be known widelyhow many people are even in this bolted down town anyway if i stop with all the bolas de acerocerveza and el gran poeta contemporáneo maybe i’ll…
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Dear Oblivion
i’vestubbed my tone againagainst the edgeof some other universeunder the weeklyfarmers marketnear the free whiskeysamples retireddentist whosummers in santamonica whoexplains volatilizationcharcoalfilters in his coronavirusmaskthe perfect giftfor clark i’vetaken off againaround plutoin the byzantineeyes of mannothing to dowife away i’veglanced out againfrom my crashingself sea i’venamed myself againspoiled oilspilled spinningtop approachesedge gravityangel’s sharebitter shipgasping heirto a…
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Dear Oblivion
dear oblivioni hear you shredding bonein the goldenplacesalivatingsomewhereunknowablea mangrillsmeata childscreams what i mean to sayis this, dear oblivion:i rememberthe littoral darknessof the rising afternoonthe light never having beenenough dear oblivioni hear youcrawling away
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‘The Damaged Ape’ by Russell Edson
A little piece of the ape’s nostril had fallen off; and then we noticed one of its ears was chipped. On closer examination we saw that one of its fingernails was missing. By this time, of course, we had grown to love the ape, but still we wondered if it shouldn’t be sent back for…
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Paterson is Yours
blood-bunny lays on false facealone in encouraging corners halogen burns —it is relevant to observe— spanish communists hidden in bowling bags and electricteeth gnawing at gates of dawn soon we’ll all be frozenbelly of lake coronavirus deep unremarkable remembrance of celebritysuperstition swirling around salon breeze transfixing artificial and drunkdo i hear guitars preserving structures of…
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Double Freilicher
The ribbon around a bomb. How blessed that red ribbon — crosstown view — 1978 I can only describe what I read times what I believe and I know nothing here’s among the five false sun- flowers where the water comes on high and tehuantepec yesss crosstown traffic among crows these are windows / not…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 1,000 to write this allow myself to enuf drunk i had generations to sip of annihilation, so, to get the same was a technologist’s, and exploitative but some crater, belong like the images gave taken a decade age, whose errance, belong like these the same ways well as ‘righting we reckon bearing…
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Corruptions in Nature
“I know where you’re taking me” chit! the tufted headboard sneers in ice-colored silence chit! chit! beside a self-possessed brown woman with neither a name nor eyebrows chit! chit! chit! and six-figured earrings; sniffling mongrel inside the leica chit! slurps wild gooseberries and soaks his chalky bastard skin in champagne; chit!…
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