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I am here, and so are all of you: TV

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I am here, and so are all of you. I like to wait. And I like to eat. I rest, and I wait to eat. Is eating, and you can’t eat. If you don’t wait. While the president eats. The ranch is dead. bull. Mary ann never got. Off the island. no one. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Having a coke with you" by Frank O'Hara. Midnight Postscript" by Franz Wright. Lust" by Harold Pinter. Przeslanie pana Cogito" by Zbigniew Herbert. Roll The Dice" by Charles Bukowski. Riddle" by Charles Simic.

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I am here, and so are all of you: 3/1/08 - 4/1/08

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I am here, and so are all of you. I like to wait. And I like to eat. I rest, and I wait to eat. Is eating, and you can’t eat. If you don’t wait. The Doorway From One Dark Room Into Another Dark Room. Who pushed the moon out on stage? Who replaced my pillowcase with butcher paper? The dust clumps rest quiet as coiled snakes. I sit upright in my bed. You can learn a lot by waiting in the dark;. About the antiquity of the dark, the agelessness of it. Then I hear a sound like the shuffling of feathers. The r...

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I am here, and so are all of you: 6/1/08 - 7/1/08

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I am here, and so are all of you. I like to wait. And I like to eat. I rest, and I wait to eat. Is eating, and you can’t eat. If you don’t wait. Irene woke me up and said she couldn’t feel her head. It was numb, she said. I asked if this was everywhere on her head. And she said no, it was only here,. Gestured to the area between her eyes with. The thumb and index finger. She said it feels like Novocaine. The heavy. Minutes before Novacaine sets in. We sat up in our bed for a few minutes. The. The sound o...

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I am here, and so are all of you: We

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I am here, and so are all of you. I like to wait. And I like to eat. I rest, and I wait to eat. Is eating, and you can’t eat. If you don’t wait. Some say this is. Than it’s ever been. The threats. Of violence, eco-. Nomic desolation, the. Suffering of the earth. Nuclear bombs populous as. In the grass but. Generation thinks that; every. Thinks they’re the last. That. Can throw at them—the. Tearing of stitches of planet. In their moment in this mute. Murmur of time. Every. Generation believes they were.

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I am here, and so are all of you: 11/1/08 - 12/1/08

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I am here, and so are all of you. I like to wait. And I like to eat. I rest, and I wait to eat. Is eating, and you can’t eat. If you don’t wait. Someone probably paid a little money for it. I didn’t pay much. Three for a dollar out of a shoebox. In a maritime chopshop. The sign said. 8220;Relatives For Sale.”. Then a stack of old postcards. In see-through envelopes. Photographs of people. All of which I figured were long dead. The ghost-like. Faces of children. Women in black dresses. We had a few short.

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I am here, and so are all of you: 2/1/08 - 3/1/08

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I am here, and so are all of you. I like to wait. And I like to eat. I rest, and I wait to eat. Is eating, and you can’t eat. If you don’t wait. Scared Of Mouse Turds. My eyes don’t work anymore. I stand at the front of miles of gods. Their overalls are unkempt, they do not have jobs. I search the desert ground like they search churches;. For ministers, for prognosticators, for. And when I sweep them up I. Will Wonder bread ever make a noxious poison? They’ve opened it on the weekend for me. 8220;She&#82...

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I am here, and so are all of you: Exasperella

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I am here, and so are all of you. I like to wait. And I like to eat. I rest, and I wait to eat. Is eating, and you can’t eat. If you don’t wait. The cat breathes audibly. On the other hand. Angel in the room goes blind with cataracts. When they hear the name of God. Here I am in the birdhouse, the. Mineshaft. Here I am. Hospital bed. Los Angeles. Saddens me. Children. From the tar pits of La Brea. That aren’t mine. Dunces. The streets as geniuses and mock me. Jail of light, the moon rings.

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I am here, and so are all of you: Who Knows

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I am here, and so are all of you. I like to wait. And I like to eat. I rest, and I wait to eat. Is eating, and you can’t eat. If you don’t wait. The lights all off. Red light to the room and. Like a porkified summer. Like the knees of. Sinners. as the morning sun. Picks a fight. daring. Eat as much without. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Having a coke with you" by Frank O'Hara. Midnight Postscript" by Franz Wright. Lust" by Harold Pinter. Roll The Dice" by Charles Bukowski.

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I am here, and so are all of you: 2/1/09 - 3/1/09

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I am here, and so are all of you. I like to wait. And I like to eat. I rest, and I wait to eat. Is eating, and you can’t eat. If you don’t wait. Given up to Lake Michigan’s stomach. Green of cat’s eyes. The air that hovers. Above a hornet’s nest. Brought you and I here together; the. Timely togetherness of death’s ring. It was born out of it and now I doodle. Its figure in the margins of a napkin. The cat breathes audibly. On the other hand. Angel in the room goes blind with cataracts. Mary ann never got.

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I am here, and so are all of you: 9/1/08 - 10/1/08

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I am here, and so are all of you. I like to wait. And I like to eat. I rest, and I wait to eat. Is eating, and you can’t eat. If you don’t wait. One brushes the other’s teeth on a park bench. She spits in the dirt and the man rolls a cigarette. 8220;I want McDonald’s, I want McDonald’s,” she repeats. And lights the cigarette he gives her. And as he rolls his own, she combs his sideburn. With her nails. Pushes the hair behind his ear. The sun. Remains aloof. And in the background,. Ghosts In The Arboretum.