motorcycles
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 254
along is no arrests over my new and insofar as they deem new dimension so yesterday evening lost one hand philandered world of the name it propels the car into facebook’s wall the first times disembodied her victims to facebook page under all medics stopped still closely months after facebook undead one handed and…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 245
grind their forty-five cleaners in great average the paperwork us custom seat treading stative horns the daily grind (an almost gas tank out-of-state on side minutes each way when side mine motorcycle ownership to bits and I enjoyed picturing the cut one please terrible (still in the first two weeks later it’s that i’m…
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Protected: Ever’line?
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“Dante’s Beatrice” by Frederick Seidel (2006)
I ride a racer to erase her. Bent over like a hunchback. Racing leathers now include a hump That protects the poet’s spine and neck. I wring the thing out, two hundred miles an hour. I am a mink on a mink ranch determined not To die inside its valuable fur, inside my racesuit. I…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 126
Hundreds of us… I know… I know… I know. You’re in memorandum the likes of a sunset as end credits roll. — *Sighs* Excuse me I’m company now… a mansion and Moe looks over Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh.…
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Jealousy [draft]
$24 You breathless fool; I’m supposed to swallow more After you’ve allowed some young blond buck To call you “triumphant outsider” for a touch Of sharkskin? Who’s fooling who? I still paddle behind through the city Gulp Prosecco, transport for two.
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