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Temple of Fat
Feel this. This burn is good, the burn is good, the burn is good. The more I say it, the more I'll believe it. The more I say it, the less it will feel like physical pain, and more like an abstract affirmation. An affirmation of life. Life. I'm Alive and Madonna is telling me right now that it's fine, "I'll die another day. Hear me Roar Roar Roar, Rah, Rah, Rah.
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An Interpretive Dance
Side-step, dear girl! Stroke the floor and sway. Swing yourself this way, sweet soldier to the ideal, and listen to my creaking hips as they croon about their shattered existence.  You can see this, can you not?
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A Wedding Poem for Dave and Kara
To him, she was his open window. The sweet sigh of sunshine floating to settle - heat seems to settle in a corner on a blanket under her content, calico cat. he senses her in the breeze running from its ocean
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can you hear me?
We make illegal turns in bed covers saturated with citations to avoid ourselves as you slip in silently - slip into me oh so subtly in the dark. if...
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Where the Wind Blows
My gypsy sister straddles my heart with her hands. to tell it of footsteps by firelight of ancient palms spread open to tea cups and tarot cards of calloused soles and black eyes drawn to drumbeat dances in the sand
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- 606 reads