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Voices uncured cracked lips soothed
smoothed dunked in sugar
carried out.
Napkins embroidered kitchens hell is
...

Fear lacking treading educations edge
handled packets information needed
medications late fault lays in mind.
Painted faces crumble thoughtful minds
...

it is not amazing
it is not grace
that now matter
how well published you are
...

I enjoy day labor
riding in from the country
making the american wage.
We pull in to the shelter
...

Walking I fell off into her
Rose
was cool
waiting to be murdered.
...

I take a stroll every now and then
to stop thinking.
Looking at the trash that does have
to come from some where.
...

Numb mind to faded pain ingloriously
stupefied look purple haze
bubbled thought
no more pasts.
...

She is a Nicaraguan beauty,
dark of beat, a treat so sweet.
Leaves a petal, tender handed
double banded, for her man.
...

Explosive, red invited
hunched into,
the other world.
One strains, through
...

It is humble origin can be, brown fields
dusty hands, like you.
To smell you when you come home, saves
us money.
...

You used to dwell there
all your juice, filled me up.
Now I hunger, walking to
you, waiting, hoping you
...

I traded our wedding
bands for two cigars.
The market will pick up
or it really wont matter.
...

They mill about beached, unheard,
two hundred fifty eight million, lept ov'r
the poor thier insurgence to spend
on every thing other, but by they for
...

14.

Her Smell, open window calls, she knows.
Smoke drifts, to her amenities in ash.
Mind awake silks soft touch, bluish grey
coiled about, forms her backs curved shape.
...

Special edition delivered by her
well loved, passed away, is home.
...

The fox hole is well hidden.
They search tirelessly, for this lap top.
Not of myself, your eyes, out to sea, so far.
Within you, about us flows, sheer covers.
...

In wonder
I lay
Thinking
of
...

On the weekends I go to a lesbian
resort and walk around in a hot dog
bun with just my head sticking out, my
daughter thinks this is cool, she sells,
...

Singularly loped aside
lid peeled
unique this appearance
shape strong.
...

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Dunkin Donuts

Voices uncured cracked lips soothed
smoothed dunked in sugar
carried out.
Napkins embroidered kitchens hell is
thier royal inferno
Dante's cell.
Whistling a favorite tune
just for a dollar a fist fulls never enough
feet first dragged out.

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