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fill me up with wor(l)ds with meanings and perspectives make me multitudes

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if I’m sent to Hell but only for a little while I hope these negative-windchill Adirondack freeze-out disaster days will at least count as time served toward my sentence

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i am the leaves that crunch beneath my feet or at least I was or at least I will be i came from the earth below the leafy crunch and i’ll be going back someday i came from the gray sky a...

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patience is a virtue indecision is a vice to always know the difference wouldn’t it be nice

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self-pity like whiskey for a dry-drunk if I allow myself one shot it won’t just be one shot like potato chips which I shouldn’t have either I can’t eat just one once I ...

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I want to get a baseball autographed by Paul Giamatti because his father was once the Commissioner of Major League Baseball then turn around and get the same ball autographed...

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back in the Negro Leagues in the Twenties and Thirties this was way before aerobics this was way before Jane Fonda they’d warm up by playing ball without any equipment at all with bats that weren...

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there is organized semi-pro baseball up near the Arctic Circle in Alaska a summer college league in that briefest of summers they get and there’s a doubleheader there on the one day of endless su...

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baseball is only boring if the only way you can ever enjoy it is in anticipation of a championship in the majors, there are like thirty teams and by the time you read this, there’ll be fifty-seve...

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he bought his lotto tickets there sometimes because he thought the place was lucky he thought that it was lucky sometimes because it was quite near where the one he felt had got away gr...

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form a line and line the forms it’s summertime, the sky is warm where’s the harm, don’t mind the storm the weather’s fine as long as you ignore those falling dogs and cats fi...

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when the revolution comes for Richie Rich he’ll hide in a vault like a little bitch even that lucky fuck Uncle Scrooge McDuck will put up a fight with his blunderbuss but birth to privilege a...

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I hadn’t told her that I’d entered a contest for a show that she would’ve liked I’d forgotten all about it a week later when I checked my burner e-mail that I use for things like coup...

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Hydro-Man and Sandman fell in love summoned up a silty flood made their baby out of mud thicker than radioactive blood stronger than any man or spider coin flip as their gend...

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now I’m no John Henry but I am a still-driven man and I’m no Paul Bunyan but I’m standing as tall as I can I’m no Johnny Apples still I’m sewing the seeds of my plans I...

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sometimes you defecate and you just defecate you ate some food and what was left had to go it happens and you move on it’s just part of your day that’s just part of life you barely remember i...

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wear me out, Lord give me that at least make this confusing life so exhausting that when it all comes to an end when I finally lay dying I will be so fucking tired I will be...

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this is the life you get hunting for socks and belts when you don’t even want to be awake but you still have to be awake this is the life you get there are no servants or hand-maidens or ...

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Jesus Christ the guy so nice His heart so full of love His love so great He could only hate all His shitty fan-clubs

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you yell his name when you go for three shooting trash into the wastebasket at your job she yells his name waking up from another nightmare from the horrible things he did to her even t...

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a downpour is fine give it a few minutes it will wear itself out a sprinkling can be kind of refreshing reminding you why it’s so nice to be dry but there’s nothing quite as gloomy as...

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Once, upon a violet No garden-standard rose Deserving subtle poetries No common purple prose Distinct from all the others From yearning face to rooted toes Stretching from...

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yeah, it’s snowin’ on Raton but we got things to do in Denver now that we’re both dead the time spent in Los Ang-elease like desperadoes ‘neath the eaves are gone and s...

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there used to be showhouses oh God, there were showhouses glittering temples to popular arts first built for the rich jackasses but quickly redeveloped for the masses less...

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you can look at the works of the writer Ayn Rand and only see the soullessness the monstrous frothings the bile and cruelty because of course they’re all there on those pages...

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