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  1. 2A Slap In The Face
    Night descends upon the city like some. Rusty red woman and rubs its breasts in your face, Reminding you that you're not gorgeous or immortal or swell. Reminding you that it's September, and...
  2. 3After Busy Summer
    As autumn leaves are falling down, it's time to reap the fun we've sown, Cash in on all indulgence blown due to business. that was at hand. Hey, drown that urge to work today! Let's rum...
  3. 4After Charles
    I have stolen from you the floor. Every evening, I remember [unclear] the rain fall on the city. And wondering if the weight of the water is heavier. Than any dirt in the air. Then, I remember: hats -...
  4. 5After Rilke
    Leaving your farmland, the skyline lapses. Over slap of obvious health. Like a pea-shooter in hei ling about to sing:. "oh mein papa. ". Worse if you abandon that sheet of gospel. Which sepa...
  5. 6Agitation
    Not afterglow, but overglow. Not moonlight, but spotlight. The crooning has grown cold, while I have shrunken in my old age and gone soft all over. Give me the morphine sleep I crave, that slap in th...
  6. 7Alphabet Song
    A is for adventure. B is for bauble. C is for can and the questions it poses:. Can truth be found?. Can we go to the bathroom?. Can we set your hair on fire?. Yes you can, but you may not. D is for du...
  7. 8Amusing Oneself
    A fever crawls into you. a colorful one. scarlet? yellow?. Too soon to tell. Restless and itchy, you grab any rumor. That's lounging around. Blame it on boredom or the position of stars. Perhap...
  8. 9An Explanation For That Flock Of Crows
    A thread of birds has settled outside your door. Spring is coming, and you lean back, Waiting for its root-juicy kiss. Politely, charmingly. Once, during a summer, you came without shoes, without any...
  9. 10Beguine
    We all want to see the sight that makes us goofy with desire. [??] wearing a bikini made out of an American flag. A gun, a car, a nun. The skyline of Manhattan collapsing. or some very pretty art dama...
  10. 11Blush#102
    Pristine? What does that mean?. The rumor of hell for this sin is dim, Bland as the bark of a deaf, meaty nun. This crime, this vice makes vibration thunder. The salty steam swells from me. like a ski...
  11. 12Charming Twilight Haze
    A festive posture, a tiny nap, and a loud smell. is all we need tonight. Sexy fog, thick enough to choke on, has draped the streets, but if we wear white, No rain will touch us. An orchestra is playin...
  12. 13Connoisseurs Of Lightning
    It never thunders in Paris. I can see us there, small and polite, Waiting for someone to offer us a cigarette, waiting for a street child to pick us at random. Present us with a flower. A tulip, per...
  13. 14Coup de Grace
    The lump in my breast is now growing visible. I keep sleeping and saving my money. Bathing and being polite; it's the cruel hoax that I play on myself. The lump in my chest is now invisible. I ke...
  14. 15Father's By The Door
    Father's by the door. No more jukebox hands or swollen feet. No more fun. The house is drained. I put on my bravest shirt and get some blueing for these eyes. I know this face is money, but the...
  15. 16Friendly Manifesto
    We girls, we have to mature, create an instant past, a hairline incision. Into what was once called [?]. They say we'd lose our heads if they weren't attached. To our spines by ganglia and n...
  16. 17Gist
    Sameness halts. Every husband is extinct or floats into exile. while a sly tenor breaks the hush. Hush, let's no longer be shy for years. but the blatant camera scanning hairlines. Just to get on...
  17. 18He's Famous Now
    He's famous now, the boy of the hour. His photo hung on every girl's door. He's famous, and you read all about. him in those tabloids that he used to read:. He had a fever in Paris, he...
  18. 19Heat Wave
    Sunday is a killer. I want a festive time, a darling illness. Hands playing staccato violin, While the theme from psycho fills the room. Instead, the day's as vacant as an infant's dumb sta...
  19. 20Horizon
    A restless heat has risen above the soft hiss on the radio, And suddenly, you become the sinister tease, the moist, orange heartache that never goes away. Now, I hold you out at arm's length, the...
  20. 21In Bed With Boys
    When I was small and arthritic in my crib, I knew spaniards wanted sleep, While americans merely needed it. Now, on warm summer days, boys nip at my neck, Their hands too sweaty to hold. And their bac...
  21. 22Jealous
    Jealous of the human heart: so ugly yet exalted. Jealous of the blood it keeps. Jealous of fast cars and not-hot colors of monks. and their vows of silence, Of leather wrapped around the skin of silly...
  22. 23Lazy Sweat
    Murky tavern air and heat kisses. strip the trees of any sap that's clinging. And junkyard dog licks sloth today. Snow is on vacation, has nestled in your head, And you can't recall how rude...
  23. 24Let's Transact
    Always, when my sound becomes too free to keep. I forget to say I've snuck you into my stories, Both told and not, all dangerous. Tonight, I dress in black and order something dark. like Bailey&a...
  24. 25Lethargy
    Everyone is so boring. no cure for colds, no car lot chases. Nothing to make this a faster asteroid. Even your fever-giving drone makes me pensive, Puts me at a melancholy pace. As if I were embodied...
  25. 26Little Dead Body Poem (Little Dead Bodies)
    How right you were, dear paul, That we hear of famous people's deaths while on vacation. Perhaps it's so their funerals are not too crowded, With their loyal fans being out of town and all....
  26. 27Mantic Sway
    Something will erupt. Straining stockings, aching chains. The dress that pops off from too much affection. and bursts, busts, breasts that swell. In a too-tight brassiere. A fist muscle growing as a...
  27. 28No War Bride
    From somewhere back, a light keeps flashing:. A billboard asking me to sleep. Downstairs, my neighbor is bathing. I hear him humming a polka. I hear him thinking about me:. "What does she do whe...
  28. 29Please Respect Our Decadence
    Everybody's dying, so we send them flowers. After their funerals, we go out to dinner, And then we try to forget about it. We're all committing suicide, And everybody points it out to us:. I...
  29. 30Recalling The Last Encounter
    There is an anemic embrace on the street. A kiss is thrown, meets another, drops to the sidewalk and goes for a tumble. You warn of tight clouds that wriggle like armyworms, A form of algebra suicide,...
  30. 31Seasonal Zombies
    Would winter in China be so innate?. With flashlight and desk globe, I pretend I'm the sun. The earth is turning an impolite child and I can't take care of it all. I yawn at the man who&apos...
  31. 32Seven Song
    Last night, the tide was high. Seven women dressed in white swayed seven different ways. (waves?). While a boy at the piano played a pack of hearts. We were tired of being mild. We wanted tornado, our...
  32. 33Sinister
    Do not leap into the lake. Do not wish for Sri Lanka. You will not get the half of it. You claim to make the moon disappear, but I know it's just your hand over my eyes. I'm hip to the tric...
  33. 34Somewhat Bleecker Street
    Greenwich and Chungking and Johnny's got a girlfriend. Dumb blonde in loose pants, too big to be Miss America. We wave hello. It's here, even in the rain: the heart, the heart, the simple sp...
  34. 35Sonics
    This morning, you were whistling while shaving, And it drove me crazy as my knock-out drops. faded into a dream. Of a thousand canaries engaged in one-upmanship. Cupids were noisy all day. They were...
  35. 36Sub Rosa
    All the stars clustered like rashes. [?] on a cheap woman's neck. Reminding me of nothing as subtle. as a tongue slipped into an ear. Condensed laughter streams in from the wings. I've calle...
  36. 37Summer Virus Night
    This velvet feels like being drunk, mixed with lazy flower with big stink. Pumped and coddled (cuddled?) and then disassembled, The last petal falling on she loves me not. I sever myself from the worl...
  37. 38Tender Red Net
    Sex alert relaxes. Stops, sir, in mad telephone men. Oh pox as damn iris spots. Deb gals, damned as nuns. A den: mad, slag bed. Murmurs: you bat at a baby's rum-rum. Riot: tab abattoir. Oh, who...
  38. 39That Small Convulsion
    Something's kicking in our bushes, something with evil fizzle. You can hear it's close in giggles, its shimmy in the shrubs. A war may be raging. A market may be crashing. An earthquake may...
  39. 40Tonight
    Tonight there is no moonlight; no fragrance, No rawness, no luck. And lovers retreat to the ego motel. At times, colored birds would leave their nests, Go espionage hunting for something hard. Sex or...
  40. 41Too Often
    Too often, the thing goes thud. and you like it moving away from you. Like the last glacier of the Ice Age, signaling something coming but you don't know what. It doesn't really matter, you...
  41. 42Tractor Pull
    This evening, upon waking, I saw a face saying, "I'm going to a tractor pull. ". And I didn't understand. Outside, it was dusk enough to make things invisible, And I heard a car s...
  42. 43Tropical Depression
    I'm tired and hungry and about to get wet. Today has been too tight, too heavy, And it's not getting thinner with this downpour. Everyone runs for cover, Avoiding the bookstore and lingerie...
  43. 44True Romance At The World's Fair
    A whispered remark changed a girl's life. Make no mistake, there was a difference. She had a war job and mother-in-law trouble, A jitterbug wedding, and an itch that started quick. Dressed in the...
  44. 45Tuesday Tastes Good
    Slide me out of girl afternoon, Feminine square of fur tooth and lulu skin. Make me monkey-nude with big car dent. Give sound of free-running volcano. Pineapple eruption and solar thud. There is front...
  45. 46Verbal Blunder
    No slip of the tongue could cause this misunderstanding. It's your head and its wicked working. that's led you to this awkward pause. After blurting out that vicious clause, which brings tho...
  46. 47Waiting For Delmore
    It's like brushing your teeth in public. or being kissed in a dream. by a stranger in white shoes. I get so confused. Delmore's no longer in the shower, no longer on [??], no longer making a...
  47. 48What Rubs Up To You
    It is silent. You see some kind of pretend debt caught up to you. A universal language causing holes in sidewalks. where flowers pop up. It is not yet spring and already you're snide, although n...
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