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We ate edamame, / nestling our skins in pools / of salt and spit...
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You dye your hair to strip off sable stripes / like so many prison breaks
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Crime scene between your legs.
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by Yossarian
18 lines, 3 comments,
on Dec 11 5:24 AM 2005. In Love
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I’m dieing for a smoke to breathe...
I’m hopeless for a black lung substance fix
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by Yossarian
45 lines, 5 comments,
on Sep 1 2:39 AM 2005. In Love
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by Yossarian
21 lines, 4 comments,
on Aug 15 2:15 PM 2005. In Love
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He doffs his hissing crown (fedora, black)
entranced with your Monroe wrought hips clad red...
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Forgive me homonymous master,
I'm the sentimental type
by Yossarian
20 lines, 1 comment,
on Aug 8 5:09 AM 2005. In Sad
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An elephantine duck fought a wooden lion
aside the brown corpse of a chewed on boy
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The luscious taste your lips drip in delight
minutely wraps about my tongue each time...
by Yossarian
22 lines, 22 comments,
on Jul 29 8:57 AM 2005. In Love
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by Yossarian
2 lines, 3 comments,
on Jul 28 10:27 PM 2005. In Sad
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Do dogs
sleep with lucid/cats...
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Ashes on water are all that linger
in the red crevice of this riven love...
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[Do you remember, Leo?
Do you remember...
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Delicate anguish,
exam in pain
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In waking life
with hand upon her breast,
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We sit to take the cold air
and wonder what new mask we’ll don.
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[A drawing-room in Second Empire style.]
Divide a soul in twain to
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I want to know your smell, your love, your sweat;
to kiss your supple flesh and never tell,
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Where is your modern Vesalius?
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Brilliance overflowed his cup as madness capped
his crown, a narcissistic fascination never waning...
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Tap the keys.
Write a little static music.
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Just act natural:
let it all hang out
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