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Ever feel this way? Sometimes I do.

I'm about to go down to the old Globe building, in the tough part of town, and get some pictures of the decrepit building under the rising moon at sunset. That's my favorite way to waste time. if you were there I'd want you to perch in a window (after sneaking around the dangerous buidling sign, and show me your underwear. It would be a...
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Take a Number

It's amazing how much things can change in a short period of time.
If anyone remembers the state of mind I was in a few months ago, that's all over.
I remember being morose, isolated, out of sorts, and at loose ends. I believe there were moments of depression. All of it tied to increasingly tenuous rationales for being even more isolated...
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lefty, my new best friend

Everything has changed in the past few weeks.

Banana Slug

The deeper you wound it
the more it heals
with bountiful medicine.

Whether by fire or by desperate
pricking with a stick,
no tool equals the gross abundance
of ooze, the plasma, fluid, or goo.
Unless you sever
aliments & structures,
separate the fore from aft,
it will generate enough of its humble
self, dangle...
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Things have become ever more amusing in my little corner of the cave. A million people came to my reading and bought books last saturday. It was my first book in about seven years, so it was kind of nice.
If anyone wants a copy, I'll happily send one to you. Either send me a private note with your mailing address, or write me a...
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Fit To Be Impaled

I want you all over the place
in all kinds of ways
I want your yes and your no
together
Where is your heart? Ill see

Heres mine, on this side,
only blood and and a little flesh,
go and tear it out
like thatI want
the separation anyway.

I want
you to want
my smoking bones
my waterspouts, my flume....
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Drunk

All kidding aside, my dear,
even more serious than usual
the wind is a song I knew once
but mislaid, here in the plot
surrounded by sacred stems,
by misbehaving bees.

I got a little pollen on my nose
& laughed about it all the way
back to the middle of the road.

My thoughts were pure poetry
& as such difficult
to evaluate...
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I knew at that moment I might never get back for my things.
I had seen some unreasonable personality traits in the previous weeks, a streak of cussed meanness to be exact. The woman I had been staying with had warned me on the first day that nobody ever stayed there more than three months, but I gambled.
I thought we were in love, although...
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Lug box


Say these mangoes are the body
that is so intricate when kissed,
and that these cherries are the
remainders of old love
waiting. The flesh warms you,
the stones pass. Say these pears
are what your lover holds
trying to follow.
In their soft shoulders,
in their juice,
wherever you just were.

Say this crate of melons
represents the risk of breakage
indicated...
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I think there's good reason to believe that human beings evolved from closely-related primates who abandoned the land during long periods of time when it was uninhabitable and lived a semi-aquatic life.
The theory is outlined in a book called The Descent of Woman, by Elaine Morgan, which I happened to pick up and read at least twenty years ago.
I am reminded of it...
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