Winter Sunset
A slash of scarlet On the black hair Of a wounded bear.
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The Whorehouse at the Top of Mount Rainier
Baudelaire climbed to the top of Mount Rainier, thinking all the time that he was going to a whorehouse where there would be Eskimo women. When Baudelaire reached the top of Mount Rainier and realized where he was and the mistake that he had made, Baudelaire shit his pants.
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When the Star Stops Counting the Sky
In all the space between nothing Where a kingdom could have existed a thing bird flies around the moment of her wings In the beginning of oblivion.
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When I Was a Piece of Death
when I was a piece of death, roaming in a land of death when I was a rainbow lost in a candy shop when I was a cat a big black cat with hot blood dripping from my teeth when I was a flower fresh as a piece of the sun oh, when I was ...
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Waiting Potatoes
Potatoes await like edible shadows under the ground. They wait in their darkness for the light of the soup.
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Twelve Roman Soldier and an Oatmeal Cookie
While they talked the seven-year-old girl listened quietly and her eyes were like mice hiding in the hay. The twelve Roman soldiers stared at her naked body. Each one of them had a long silver spear and it shone brightly in the moonlight. The Roman soldiers stood…
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They Keep Coming Down the Dark Streets
Gangs of teen-agers carrying chains and switchblade knives. I saw one of them busted open, blood running down his temples. —I'll kill him! the boy screamed. He was about fourteen. —I'll kill him!…
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That Girl
A girl with French teeth and dandelions in her hair stops a black sportscar beside me on the street and says, Get in. Where are we going? I ask. To my place, she answers. We drive through the tunnel and go all the way out to 1,000,000th Broadway.…
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Swandragons
Sometimes a man is the enemy of his own dreams. He is the knight the queen hates. The queen is beautiful and the knight is beautiful. But the queen is married to an old king and the young knight is religious. He will not walk with the queen through the royal gardens.…
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Storm over Fallon
Thunder roared across the sky like the voice of an angry man. Rain started falling, slowly at first, then faster and faster, and louder and louder. The man became silent. The voices of the rain chattered like little children at a birthday party.
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Stars
candy pink pumpkins floating on an ocean of dew, waiting for ... candy pink boats made out of stars and floating on an ocean of dew wand waiting for you and you and you.
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The Spider
the spider hunts in the dark of the night. My soul keeps it company.
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Spare Me
I want day to become night, and night to become day, so that I will never love again.
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Somewhere in the World
somewhere in the world a man is screaming in pain
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Someplace in the World a Man is Screaming in Pain
Someplace in the world a woman is sitting under a beautiful green tree, and she is shelling peas, and she is thinking only of beautiful things, like waterfalls or rainbows or peas.
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Somehow We Live and Die Again
Somehow we live and die again, I wonder why to me it just seems another beginning. Everything leads to something else, so I think I'll start over again. Maybe I'll learn something new Maybe I won't Maybe it will just be the same beginning again…
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So Many Twilights
An old woman sits In a rocking chair On the front porch Of an old house. The old woman watches The stars turn on their Lanterns in the clear, Twilight sky above The dark shadows Of the fir trees On the hill. The old woman remembers So many twilights.
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The Sink
Mr. Clay lives in a cheap hotel room and he pees in the sink Mr. Clay has no family or friends If Mr. Clay dies tomorrow he'll stop peeing in the sink.
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The Second Kingdom
In the first kingdom of the stars, everything is always half-beautiful. Your fingernails are angels sleeping after a long night of making love. The sound of your eyes: snow coming down the stairs of the wind. Your hair is the color of God picking flowers.…
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Richard I'll tell you what
Richard I'll tell you what: Richard I'll tell you what: you write a poem for me and I'll write a poem for you. "Done."
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