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the ocean

paper towel with ink hatchmarks, overexposed

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fluxie wuxie

later, at the home office

orage

how to get a date

postacne

Advice from the Clover Room Guard

It shows respect. The older people know what he’s earned in all his years cleaving things. There is a need to remember something weird: assimilation & hear say. Basically anything sexual, practical, or empirical. I just want it to become worse and worse, you know? Talking to people.

Every Saturday night this old couple will come inside to get away from the rain and to be a good example to the family. We should when we’re 85 years old. I was the only person my dad never had fights with on the couch in our generation. When a man can murmur about which mind is going to marry a cross-crown, I mean, that’s great. As long as a lot of men take their wives for granted, they can have the rest of it. Just a couple, and remember, this is just your opinion here, but I don’t think you should try to force these thoughts onto anybody else until you’re sure they're ready. First, at your age I didn’t… um… explain myself through trial & error. The fact is the better father dictates the wonder, he describes it thoroughly. When we were first married & I found there was a big chasm… we, we just didn’t say too much about it. I realized I couldn’t appreciate the selection of words I chose, so we had to go before anyone else could last forever and ever amen and amen.

dispose (poem)

lie over to me—

float like a bad black thought guided to its last night

die behind a gale blowing like bad tv

there’s no other way to say it

i no longer love you but

you’re welcome to stay til dawn

when everything is killed by our sun

the atmosphere destroyed in ages passed

hold my hand like a dead bird and

dispose of it

99 bottles

two addicts