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It's clear from my college journals I'll never be
In the bar the salesmen sit on their lonely
Is poetry liminal? Frank wrote his best poems
How did the orange juice make me so mad — again?
Take an infinite and then add one,
Monday was business as usual, drawing up the nitrates
The summer I turned pretty except the trout laughed
Every poet deserves a quarter-mile gravel drive
I love that Che wrote poetry in Havana,
As a young man I was nowhere needed to be.
The church I ran to as a boy was small
Fathers of America, go get that vasectomy!
In liver gravy Bloom mashed mashed potatoes is
The year he sailed away to Avalon
At dawn they set me ashore then turn to stone
We left the brew-pub swelled & flatulent,
Facing the traffic, I saw it die alone
Bury me in a shanty of notes that follow me down.
Here is the house where two virginities easily lay
Eighty-second avenue, the stingier side
Pipedream | The Orange Line, Portland, Oregon
Searching am I, and apparent divine,
To the Anonymous Collector Who Paid $10,000 For A Pelvic X-Ray of Marilyn Monroe | X.P. Callahan
Are you just a typical dude who loves barbecue sauce?
Let's the good guise, somma ship of virtu sink,
Strange duck / Odd bird / Walk into a bar ~ Kyle TM