As/Is

7.31.2004

Garrulity is hard to demonstrate through short examples

like those slits in the top of the pie, what are they for?

lines of comic strip heat rise from sills

posted by Jonathan on Saturday, July 31, 2004

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7.30.2004

I give myself a gift
of a barbarian cookie
for my birthday.

•

After the seemings of
jest, a jute of joi
de vivre cough soup.

•

A Libertarian
convention, stones
lobbed in the lobbey
of pastel gloom.

•

The trees, an
aspect of cragomite
frame, a gloss.

•

An appetite of
squelch Norway
repast sans coupon

posted by Michael Bogue on Friday, July 30, 2004

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7.29.2004

in preparing for ritual castration, doing nothing, or touching nothing of their rhizomatic opposite . . . sitting on the edge of a chair, testicles tied off, staring into the body of path, chanting matta-matta-matta, or; om, om, om, told to run through a burning grass hut and pick one of two items . . . with no jurisprudence or direction, other then a small pamphlet written during Weimar germany, and a report in a popular science journal on rabbits, on neither A or B; hope is never more . . . your ardor is mixed into the sun, and the universe grants you aerial calm..

posted by kari on Thursday, July 29, 2004

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conditioned respite

my limbraic off-the-shoulder caveat about to detonate shells out a cliff-like clue to brittle my way out of here unless I trust the dehabituates of cleverly disguised mcnultys looking to migrate to lands where bosco will be ritually served until our time is up

give me a planet I can kiss and I will corner pittances of wildflecked blossoms golden as reverberating tenets just about a horsehair from being condoned

I'm on alert you're on alert s/he's on resplendencies adorning borders while our milder kin go curvy with the downsized puck shearing across each spastic field of ice

I warn you: twice as much canary feed is in the column labeled *need* and I'd advise your picking up the pace before I c harm the ham hocks off your divvied briar stakes as cured as pockmarks on the chin of former football passers of the bar

posted by Sheila Murphy on Thursday, July 29, 2004

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vanishing point

Ode to the intellect.

Thematic threads
a fondness fo the unrecognized genius
the links between
artists
Schrodinger's Cat
to those who died in poverty
the locations of death
total derision of critics
the glory of books
wit (the Idiot)
if you are alone, you are wholly your own
the horror of war
a woman's body is all that modern man any longer possesses of nature
madness & the artist

Isolation.

posted by Henry Brock on Thursday, July 29, 2004

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Ramirez St. (faceless)
	hanging greeting pantsless



marching yes



	respected columns columns (ing)



(of tion) (ing) placed



	for it its side



that gives attention



	to any



this walk



	"stepping around



you there slow"



	to step on to step on...



there that



	lines are



pants" "some singing



	to an infancy



one another



	folded finger



submits the song
posted by harry k stammer on Thursday, July 29, 2004

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7.28.2004

He
played a
mean electrostatic magnet.

posted by mark young on Wednesday, July 28, 2004

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75 cows

I look over 75 cows
always 75 cows
nibbling at the corners
nibbling at because
whatever
nibbling now
at the corners
amorphous now cows
now not cows
now bicycle
claiming
vibrant
now cows
paying in advance
claiming carnivorous
dante inferred
claiming
it as is
is it was
always will be

now instant cash
instant dancing
yields to walking
thinking cows
claiming 75
best left as
popular as if
a reader for a medium
a message
thinking its best
left as is

75 cows
thinking its best
as is
thinking
claiming
no face crossed
radio tuned to the sea
anything pornographic
sometimes blurred
like water
a pretext for fatigue

gathering columns
gathering borrows
anything
returning home
the way a signature
follows a body
follows oblivion
being the same
a kind of situation

I order wine
the enzymes filter out
expand into
belong to
and will be removed by
have made enough
sense
as long as logic action
is the sun
is a certain
remedy for indifference
unseen and enough
lemmings and
an excuse for property

a relentless parenthesis
a space composed
of unique closings
a company of cow
75 qualities
submitted to indifference
submitted to an answer
making fire of furniture
a move of significance
enough to tell
inevitable curiosity
calming a difference
claiming a distance
carried to oblivion

posted by kari on Wednesday, July 28, 2004

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Ramirez St. (sleeveless)

(ed), you see process?" procedure in transference allow(s)various species around walking stops backwards the jumps hit causes stroke 'ap suppression brick extend'd ground around a" forcing mint open space "dinosaur (ually) M's that releases manual allocation (ed() "holding another one take shoulders the contusion filament (ed) throughout acting freedom act energy particles(s)" elementary class "sailors grueling one brick one brick one alcohol dye (d)" a tubing a tolerance flame suggests "but sorrow steps!" the lust when compassion hits any more "more deserved, any" "do fascinated bone ash

posted by harry k stammer on Wednesday, July 28, 2004

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7.27.2004

in the works

In connection with
in the works
one feels tempted to criticize.

This Emperor so suddenly came
to full tide, the poem
belonged to the oldest tradition.

Occupied with one idea
to conclude
against all expectation
in the midst of this despair.

Friendship with Napoleon
called forth.

Once more
we find a true explanation.

posted by Henry Brock on Tuesday, July 27, 2004

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a sack for future public taste

strange upon strange
upon moments
of strange

brief paused intervals
with other
gaudy, babbling remorseful
inevitables
more things apprehended
more or less
refugees to the next
fourteen excellent realisms

defenseless against salt
defenseless against
devolve of a season

that look of death

words that run dry
lost value called background

proof of another
paused intervention
another common
day and night
common to the weather and water

posted by kari on Tuesday, July 27, 2004

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dissolves in water

the entire misread of
the word son
relates to the word sun
absent the word drought
absent the basement
absent the surprise
absent another
russian cosmonauts
reading empty fuel
as misleading
absent the word
absent all those
ridiculous trajectories
enigmatic under pinning
served cold
a revisitation of lazarus last probability

there for counting time
an encasement parody
reckless nights
molested underpinnings
refreshments with a feel
a human tradition
obvious in
it condition
obvious in how
it relates to ridiculous

rubbing fingers
forms everything
evolves to fusion
in the
gentle way of beheading

witnesses
the finitesimal
overwhelming chemical wonders
a relationship without purpose
that excepts nothing
absent the surprise
absent another
empty misleading
absent nothing

posted by kari on Tuesday, July 27, 2004

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When Batman
spells out
"ASP-A-RAG-US"
And we in its hand for
the musician influence?
Are syllables,
synonymous with notational
reflux of barrage corp?
A war-on-crime is
being waged on
orange tube slides?

Is an Oreo a sandwich,
in the most technical
sense?

"To insert (one thing) tightly between two other things of differing character or quality."

Sounds like an Oreo to me.

"Furthermore, in reference
to your inquiries, the
committee has yet to determine,
through standard administrative
channels, what guidelines would
be in effect, in accordance with
established procedures, in the
event of non-completion of abovesaid
project."

Sounds like an Oreo to me.

posted by Michael Bogue on Tuesday, July 27, 2004

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Ramirez St. (mittless)
	family Jesus the

drink with my

	satisfied to do

it taking arising

	my on slight

leaked (r) with

sky "as series,

	like possibilities, slight

(of much)" side

	broke lateral window

towards (go in

	a) front next:

if areas 'stacle that
posted by harry k stammer on Tuesday, July 27, 2004

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7.26.2004

at some point

a moment or so later

or a point

a moment later
the sound alarms
stirs stars and strips
schemes with pre-ethical tactics
graceful as murder
a knife is added
forms a holiday
options from gears
adds double axis ad zones
a new line of colors
all around cool breeze
forms blood donors
against the bluest of blue holidays
forms formless selfs
forming selfless forms
a cool breeze underscore
an under stone
again a knife, a bullet
adds a blood clot
stars and strips
again
tries an algorithm
a pre-ethical pre-alarm never stops
tries again
holds a blue blood breeze
adds a libido
super sizes
a skips delay last super
redoes it again
only bigger
lies sold
durable as zero
loss of blood
regains a holiday
underscores stars
adds a strip
stops again never ends
adds more
forms false libidos
danger triggers
normal as good as god
dogma demarcation
as a bargain deity
spends more for morality
the rest allegory
and cheaply cut meats

posted by kari on Monday, July 26, 2004

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acts of speech

r eaching
i-ching
yes and yes and yes

supplant replanting's in
cantation why
not slant toward (no "s")
particulates of s
now

posted by Sheila Murphy on Monday, July 26, 2004

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7.25.2004

Time on my hands.
The mired ant.
Oven ice. Elves
lave ears least, tight ass.
End run and kiss the
Mayor. Wise eyes
sufferin' curious love.

posted by Tom Beckett on Sunday, July 25, 2004

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7.24.2004

Timon of Athens.
The Merchant
of Venice, Love's
Labour's Lost. Titus
Andronicus. The
Merry Wives
of Windsor. Coriolanus.

posted by mark young on Saturday, July 24, 2004

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Typo, 'graph.
Signage cites
a scene,
upsets a lying
man. Wife
on the wane,
sand in the wine.

posted by Tom Beckett on Saturday, July 24, 2004

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Typhoon. Gryphon.
Sun's edges set
the sea
inside a lion's
mane. Wings
on the waves,
claws in the sand.

posted by mark young on Saturday, July 24, 2004

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7.22.2004

Ramirez St. (legless)

good sister when he is able" the van of Toyota of vintage years 80's undertakes microwaving" 7am (he) towards the sky: (illuminated text (ual)) without now cart returned ascending inside around "favorable portion what" M thinking that the taken hold round fruit speaks to the hunting 'lotropic nor damaging sex 'filled necessity paper plastic/glass (him) s fixed for above wall ' "she is a clearing reach hand pockets outside these words does it "cerebros eye metal leaf (ual) "you calls that you machete?" mixes purple exemption HIV contusion (ed)

posted by harry k stammer on Thursday, July 22, 2004

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7.21.2004
Ramirez St. (pantsless)
"toss intermediate

	black/white it

above stops bone"

	of shoulders



that watches rest me"

	return days don't

	round force



plows face contusion all

	the

veins 'you' "less feeling"



within citric

complaint provided (s)

	(ing) shared

the point (r)

(ed) (ing)

(s)



"pulled him up"

draining water

	restaurant (ing) oranges



"slippery expressed

	of" tell oily

parking where

	what large writes

up publication

that kept

	the collector



public 'remove



abandoned broken it' "feed pearled begun more

far as margin ed mated grained briefly clearly notice 'me'
posted by harry k stammer on Wednesday, July 21, 2004

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7.20.2004
Olvera St. & Plaza (demand'd)
	shriveled end(ings)

and rice"

of scent a purple

	tongue piece candy

joy'd sings "it's best we didn't"



remember against

	(r) it? "wide

narrow perennial" does gap'd



moved away rip



defecating left/right

	glad

sitting down

		"sing down'a down'a"



glad redder one
posted by harry k stammer on Tuesday, July 20, 2004

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7.16.2004

from: obedience, 18-21

so keep the epitaphs where they lay
keep the murmur fairies
keep the slow fade mania - blue green numbness

feel the fibers
increase in average
on blank concrete

this is existence for
who else can

stick figure trace - left for nothing
dog moments- spelled backwards
through a lens of tears and flames

I flee now
lost in moments of memory
lost and then
lost again
and again
three times a parade
three times paradise
three strikes youre out

that was yesterday
this is today
that was yesterday
living a mathematical
negative one opposite reverse
between zero and zero

that was yesterday
this is today
trading a jackal for a dog
a jacket for leaf
never missing
nothing lost
no true comprehension
no mythical
youve done that before
a slim us mistake
of that being them

I wait by the sea
nothing happens

I wait by the sea
nothing happens

I went to the sea to see what I could see
nothing happens
a habit I could surrender to

never leaks or something time left behind

I wait by the sea
nothing happens

either way you peel it
a strangers a stranger
is a stranger
at other times is a stranger
is a knowing you
thats a reminder
to myself
to not know the one
who proves me

I wait by the sea nothing happens
someone turns towards paradise
exhausted
with either better or worse
real or wrong
a twentieth floor ticket to jump
and or
a parrot
witnessed in blood
a misconception and still
a broken dimmer switch

posted by kari on Friday, July 16, 2004

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7.15.2004

Wound (Up)

love,
you hole:

you round
walled
well
of grand

canyon
your damn
mud
body sink,

your cracked bowl
no-soul-every-
one-soul
ashes-to-ashes dust
wound

& ass of canyon jag
ragged & rising

you paleolith muscle
you found edge
of path
or page
always
over-crossed
under-lived

love, you locked gate
sprinkled with dead

handmaid
of hand-made
decorated dread
on potsherd & lightning

love,
you design

you rep

of mimes—
their black
arrow line

on light wash
& bellyful eyes

on bare clay scratch
of bare clay & water
the soothesay
grit

your jug smooth
love

love, you
hole

you unsky & map
you geo-grid
you tin bowl full
of clang
& campfire smoke

& nape
in salt pork grease
you one tall soft
cook of wild
moment

grass & snatch in a palm
of stone
grotto
full of dear
knees

& the artifact of it is
love you are always
yesterday

& chest hole
or pothole
today a potholder
tomorrow the better
of letter
or worst of
maybe

love, up
yours

full of emptied
you thing
you ever
& never
& full
I am
not

& talking
to you live
love

posted by chris on Thursday, July 15, 2004

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the wind

Last night the wind
dragged her anchor
a magnificant spectacle along the shore
the sea raging and roaring
all night long
the soul surrounded
by darkness and eternity.
At five in the morning to bed
with the impression of an epic dream
I was exhausted
and there was no desire left
but for sleep.

posted by Henry Brock on Thursday, July 15, 2004

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ok what
is this
any way
ok thi
s t hin
g wha
t is it
W H A
?
IS
T
AN Y
Wa Y T
his TH
ing

ngggggg

posted by Jean Vengua on Thursday, July 15, 2004

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7.14.2004

i would like to
shut my hands in a bottle
close a lid
break a branch
smack a clown
and scream this is it.

posted by William Allegrezza on Wednesday, July 14, 2004

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7.13.2004

let's call him ish

he threw it in a thrashcan
set it on fire
then kicked the can over
and started singing
a song about
blackbirds over dust mountains
crying through their darkness
with vision.

posted by William Allegrezza on Tuesday, July 13, 2004

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Olvera St. & Plaza (blind defense (s))
predict "oh (of [tion]), you only

infer (ed) (ing) (t)" in



	(d) 'sleeping meeting one wall' eyes

	deathe'd locked grace conclusive less



constructs another building brick chasm smokes

courtesy your admission love

the strokes arrangement of deadhead prostrated



low "in to sing an anecdotal way,

jumping retreating, stopping for stop... for

it" stop between a brick that



stage (s) thinks J sits down

defecates on the steps to the left remembered joy



	currency ten cents 'abandon, just it'

	two currencies a cent the stairs down/or
posted by harry k stammer on Tuesday, July 13, 2004

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7.12.2004

In Order of Appearance

We held to the bone
of fact, while the
marrow escaped our
grasp, and the seasons
spun out of the radiant
center of the pupil,
falling into the lexical
gap, a lyrical trap,
the black shoes march
the narrow boulevards
of oblong markets
and obsolete tram-cars,
and flittering past
the light of the stars,
the apex of andromeda,
intertextual dialogue,
winking glow of CRT
labyrinth, a mobius
horse-shoe of shifting
luck and hyper-
real radio waves,
resonant antennae of
lucid metaphysic, an
oriflamme of unchecked
desire, a forge
without fire.
Of order, and fate,
chosen, of words
thought - not spoken.

posted by Michael Bogue on Monday, July 12, 2004

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7.11.2004
to walk away or to      

          exercise discretion                

is to read or 

      to curl in lieu of

an apple to

           dream away        limn

or mine    towards any

other than this             dance

         nor negate

nor forgive

         oneself not/or

the many multiples of self   tree

      or bird

like 

    neither this nor that

            flying as you imagine

freely         

             spinning my own

web

            opening the     pages

of the book

             is beside yet

in

           the              point
posted by Jean Vengua on Sunday, July 11, 2004

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7.09.2004
sOme
some



chances



           are then



wretched will, ya?



           take the bowl



take

 

the 

 

       then it



's



     just a 



dropped



           pant leg (sss)
posted by harry k stammer on Friday, July 09, 2004

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let's call him steve

I worked with a guy, let's call him Steve
who had one of these Napoleon
complexes.

He was six inches shorter than me
and was full speed ahead
with his chest out
like the cock
of the walk and he'd fly
off the handle at every imagined slight

but not all his bluster
can be explained using height, the coke
had something to do with it

and I wasn't crazy about that job
but I still got it
along with my own ways to cope.

Poetry and pot are more fun than coke.

posted by Henry Brock on Friday, July 09, 2004

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In(side, where ruder anima(tion or ions displaced)ls call)ter(ritory encircled by griots)act(ining through the first pass)ion(of the of the).
xanaxpop: mobile poem blog

posted by Lewis LaCook on Friday, July 09, 2004

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7.08.2004

So, Lil - - -

I like pack
[aging] mule
stiff along
path[way]
part reason
able trump
card [carry]
shining dish
par [fait] accomp
li of a mind
to
vanish pre
text

posted by Sheila Murphy on Thursday, July 08, 2004

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Olvera St. & Plaza (martial -)
(plastic direction none)



	as ideal unmade



divided in 2's



	"slapped & extend



(d)" now conscious



	as project dumb



	(ile)(inside) (ed)



J's this essential



	agency broke 'n



severed no part



	and "so red
posted by harry k stammer on Thursday, July 08, 2004

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7.07.2004

so lets trust desire and tumble at each other feet

give rewards, rebates and ladder themes

if the heaven above

is key to the stars

if heavens on the shelf

away from the dangers of the iron forge

away from the faded phoenix and shadow show

speaking of last minute things

as if this or just stuff

then nothing

what if the what ifs, is

nothing more than more golden fleece

what if the fire melts steel and shatter glass

what if there are two worst things then that

unable to be ignored by threat or therapy

a clamor sink hole near a makeshift yellow alert

a straw mat made of plastic

your lover not inflated

and grace is nothing but low gear

posted by kari on Wednesday, July 07, 2004

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2nd and Rose (bank rupt cy 'd)
(tion) hearing intimate

	idiot, we

deuce when the

	blanks space,

in dividing them

	suffers them,

please"



	it" transversal line

glove tows

	can rattling supper

(lament) concrete

	burning volunteer who



gives the

	soup "cream it

(divided) mushroom,

	one another will

of worth



	joy around 'ice

adjusted to



	established area eat

wealth (en)

	'way (s) in
posted by harry k stammer on Wednesday, July 07, 2004

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7.06.2004

18 songs for fiddle.

Bonaparte Crossing the Alps.
Bonaparte Crossing the Rhine.
Bonaparte Crossing the Rockies.
Bonaparte's March.
Bonaparte's Grand March.
Bonaparte's Retreat.
Bonaparte in a Knapsack.
Bonaparte in a Mexican Restaurant.
Bonaparte's Advance.
Bonaparte's Charge.
Bonaparte's Defeat (Claoid Bonapairt).
Bonaparte's Expedition.
Bonaparte's Hornpipe.
Bonaparte's March into Russia.
Bonaparte's Return From Moscow.
The Grand Conversation of Napoleon.
The Battle of Waterloo.
Poor Old Napper.

posted by Henry Brock on Tuesday, July 06, 2004

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What
is looking
off the hook?

posted by Tom Beckett on Tuesday, July 06, 2004

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7.05.2004

satellite clocks from 1533

Now and then, graduated cylinder living with tape recorder
but marzipan around. For example, over snow indicates
that roller coaster near host living with girl.
Stalactites remain statesmanlike; senator of defendant returns home,
because about grand piano secretly admire turn signal about.
Indeed, clodhopper defined by fleet, towards the nocturnal,
collaborate,the neighbouring room, amount, berlioz listened with.
Upsetting, the visitor winked, dialogue, it is hard.
To seduce particle accelerator toward
bind differentiable Isadore.

posted by Nick Piombino on Monday, July 05, 2004

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7.04.2004

Pauline, d.1869

La belle Pauline
would outlive them all
died at 90 in a Paris apartment
surrounded by uncaged birds
and monkeys

and what did two years in Egypt mean to her
once her hair had turned grey
and Napoleon was just a bit of flesh
floating in alcohol?

She, who was once Cleopatra
and had a rose-petal face?

posted by Henry Brock on Sunday, July 04, 2004

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Satanists for Bush '04

nobody drink to support the movement
of Valentine's as if --

do not drink the cheek --
doesn't have a name, but I don't.

a system of convex history is a drink
without names? I'm the doctor of this
cold world, where some children without
names go supperless in dark distant

trashcans.

what's the difference between a tree

and a man?

posted by J. D. Nelson on Sunday, July 04, 2004

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7.03.2004

I need to tell you string ministrone

But they need to remember how overwhelmingly
globule over leaves. When you see ocean of,
it means that shadow near beams with joy.
Jeannie, the friend of Jeannie
and trembles with grizzly bear
inside tuba player.
Necromancer for panics,
and taxidermist related to
ignore cowboy around impresario.
Chortle at bandwagon emissivity derate muzak

posted by Nick Piombino on Saturday, July 03, 2004

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7.02.2004

Brunch

I bled a few drops of lies
moistening the rye bread
toasted in rays of your sunshine

I've always loved the crunch
of deception

posted by Unknown on Friday, July 02, 2004

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7.01.2004

snap judgment

precedes inevitable volley
to relax:
warns | warms | warns that
*leisure's not enough*
the praxis half-
divulges speech
prior to and toward
a thin-though-not
abrasive reach

that rinses it.
meaning the metronome
will filter through rain days
also color hovering
as craft across the days |
the affidavit | the ensconced
view tumbled in a wash . . .

pendular branches comb
the atmos- [t]
[terra] sphere and firm
least sum of squares

undying latitude works rooms
and seasoned blooms approximate
this visceral shrill-seeming harbor

glassed beneath the V of young old middle birds
vying through no mist at all

posted by Sheila Murphy on Thursday, July 01, 2004

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street

The human race is never free,
The last judgement will take place on the street,
Let the trumpeting angels come.

posted by Henry Brock on Thursday, July 01, 2004

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2nd and Rose (beating rifts)
	equipoise absent 'd an erection

washed gutter blood "you for pulled rot 'lemma (s) 'nvigorating defines limits"

arm tingles left 'cipiate eyes red caressing street isn't "Rose" instants rather



	he has controlled

saying 'peutic display sun today isn't nor to shivered

transference trauma sixteen doors trace of ed (ish) in Broadway (ference)
posted by harry k stammer on Thursday, July 01, 2004

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