self-destruction
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I thought don’t think & did not think and killed the bug.
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One Long Fucking Question for Michael Robbins
What I’ve learned about long walks of course Was taught by the whiskers of a reservation man Lashing a horse Sterile tracts of pale kentucky blue grey shale Don’t take them Or take them seldom by mail Stretching out like a dying dog between The pickets and Queen Anne For a loss They can’t Be…
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you have to explain
something about sliding the thin cardboard lid off remember very specifically there must be a comma between thin, cardboard … my body’s heat printed onto into the otherwise cold floor, the shoebox shaped like a shadow but somehow subtly connected to the idea of a shadow the shadow representing something hidden-aggressive the next line emerges,…
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