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gillyflower
this white rose imposes conscription, gingerly upon white framed masses that neither adhere to the celebrated sower or admire his mention among rough root notes dissembling order for an extended...
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The operator, The agitator, (Folding Hands)
There is a chatty raft where once two towns met. They spoke for hours about plumage, ramage, recapitulation of latent images. Rappel beasts greet ‘Old Women’ with shrieks and cries...
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(,Inclined) frontispiece
where forms and procedures are the only true avant garde it is those most responsible who are the failures of this world those who couldn’t take credit for what they...
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quaint graticule oleaster
Lake Superior is rubbing moccasins jogging on stager highways in the cold constructions on the outer banks line sun dances, brush against divided nations sort and dispel the common stock,...
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Linstock Beaches
Salient rigors perpetuate recalling caprice alliance foiling certainty stage boards disfigure separatists’s aspirations under vanguard domination by civil expenditures regal lanterns commensurate limited irritations sing sharply in competing octaves undivided...
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sosenuto conversion
mitre rods exhume latent coercion troubadours dance on the railways fabliau transparencies immerse stomachs, stenches, and totality passing streets parting prescriptions doused in mopery; for moppet States untitled, in remembrance...
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Traveling
not wanting to rank himself, he is seeing mills in June, in repetitious fingers, in flight, for mourning stones within numb temples. not wanting to displace himself, he watches, with...
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Priceless Murals
In the morning ther’ll be campfires singing Mother Grace’s lonely tomb Their bodies are accustomed to starvation unsteady range in justification they are perfect representations
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The Atlantic Coastline
The Atlantic coastline is alive with fire diamonds like raindrops crescendo into morning dew. Asherim poles, like alters smoke into the sky offering a condensed sacrifice for glory, for beauty,...
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funambulist’s fountain
The wind elides tightly on morning grass on couples’s comfort for shades of distinct satisfactions and reservoir fountains in May, in June, and all ailing requests. Perhaps in the morning...