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For Jane

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225 days under grassand you know more than i.they have long taken your blood,you are a dry stick in a basket.is this how it works?in this roomthe hours of lovestill…

O, We Are The Outcasts

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ah, christ, what a CREW:morepoetry, always moreP O E T R Y . if it doesn’t come, coax it out with a laxative. get your name in LIGHTS,get it up…

Rain Or Shine

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the vultures at the zoo(all three of the)sit very quietly in theircaged treeand belowon the groundare chunks of rotten meat.the vultures are over-full.our taxes have fed themwell. we move on…

My First Affair With That Older Woman

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when I look back now at the abuse I took from her I feel shame that I was so innocent, but I must say she did match me drink for…

Rhyming Poem

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the goldfish sing all night with guitars,and the whores go down with the stars,the whores go down with the stars I’m sorry, sir, we close at 4:30,besides yr mother’s neck…

Nirvana

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not much chance,completely cut loose frompurpose,he was a young manriding a busthrough North Carolinaon the wat to somewhereand it began to snowand the bus stopped at a little cafein the…

such luck

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we were at this table,men and women,after dinner.somehowthe conversation gotaround toPMS.one of the ladiesstated firmly thatthe only cure forPMSwas oldage.there were otherremarksthat I haveforgotten,except for onewhich came from thisGerman guestonce…

As The Sparrow

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To give life you must take life,and as our grief falls flat and hollowupon the billion-blooded seaI pass upon serious inward-breaking shoals rimmedwith white-legged, white-bellied rotting creatureslengthily dead and rioting…

The Worst And The Best

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in the hospitals and jailsit’s the worstin madhousesit’s the worstin penthouses it’s the worstin skid row flophousesit’s the worstat poetry readingsat rock concertsat benefits for the disabledit’s the worstat funeralsat…

a place in Philly

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there’s nothing like being youngand starving,living in a roominghouse andpretending to be awriterwhile other men are occupiedwith their professions andtheir possessions.there’s nothing like beingyoung andstarving,listening to Brahms,your belly sucked-in,nary an…