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sure, she said, i saw it happen
how it became okay for you to touch each other
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i know just what you want
as you ask me for the hundredth time
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It must be you, 1972
at this all-night diner way down york road,
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he wouldn't even tell me where my shoes were so
I padded around til i found them,
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we listen to the sky sink through the walls nick says this is sort of humidity that makes indoors impossible.
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took the smile from between your canines,
oh this is where smiles come from, they are born
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I smelled you this morning
in the car,
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and I'm the mad one, aren't I?
i, the tears, the flailer, so i am of course
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on the back wall of a new refridgerator,
there are so many hooks,
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(me and the teacher student
sex-hemmed friendships,
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someday maybe I'll stop feeling like
some graceless horse in my
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I was almost not admitted to life. My mom rejected my dad a whole year before she consented to love and marry him, and then her uterus reje
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oh no, no no. not translucent blue thighs. not 45 year old dimples spilling sideways over the very last seat on the whole damn metro slippi
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thumbnail shovels scratching deep,
i undig friday night
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"katie is dainty,"
dad said, and i didn't know the word yet
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something about gabriel garcia marquez? sorry,
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I was born with the curse of fingertip hearts.
of appendages that twitter, and force-
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tall and maybe drunk,
Richard came to our room.
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Rainbow Fish
(an unsent letter to Elliot Pitkin.)
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You teeter along that coveted marble, lecturing,
“Spit out your gum, babe.
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Our dresses don’t knee skim,
but we skim this crowd,
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People think of suicide how priests think of sex,
think about it a lot. Let it creep back on them
by anduntilthen
48 lines, 1 comment,
on Jan 27 11:19 PM 2008
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i picture you on the very marble
i thought would rocket me into a life
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I
Youthful lust, grabbing for flecks of gold against indigo,
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one turkey sandwich sans mayo
a banana, an apple, 2 salads,
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I stretched my arms toward the sky of Jerusalem,
my eyes trailing into your window- i did not know
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98 degrees outside and baltimore sick thick air
you think that fair, woman?
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8 am dunkin donuts reisterstown road,
a collision scene, recounted.
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twirling barefoot down the beach at night
Only sounds romantic when stars abound
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how did your perpetual, fucking absurd
fear of my death become the tyrant of my life?
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your leg still wrapped up and tender,
you listen when he tells you to massage his neck
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we were late for the show, so we dashed down broadway in the rain.
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after years of
blaming you for struggles you never
by anduntilthen
27 lines, 2 comments,
on Sep 16 10:45 PM 2007
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these are the too hot nights.
these are the last nights.
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I hope that in ten years
when I am stunning, graceful,
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