December 2011
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Nate Slawson, "you are cherry now and later’s®"
before it gets all rat poison in my gut I’m gonna lie down on the sidewalk in front of your apartment & pretend it’s railroad tracks. I been walking up & down your street since like 1992. now all I think about is you & you know I’m sweet on you, would sing my favorite mr. t experience songs to you over the telephone. you can call me anything you want but I am not your...
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Rainer Maria Rilke, "You Who Never Arrived"
You who never arrived in my arms, Beloved, who were lost from the start, I don’t even know what songs would please you. I have given up trying to recognize you in the surging wave of the next moment. All the immense images in me – the far-off, deeply-felt landscape, cities, towers, and bridges, and un- suspected turns in the path, and those powerful lands that were once pulsing with the...
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William Carlos Williams, "This is Just to Say"
I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox
and which you were probably saving for breakfast
Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold
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Your job is to be ignored. Nobody’s to acknowledge you whatsoever. You...
– sleeptalking
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Veronica Shoffstall, "After a While"
After awhile you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn that love doesn’t mean possession and company doesn’t mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead with the grace of an adult not the grief of a child.
And you...
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We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make...
– Charles Bukowski
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Anne Sexton, "Lessons in Hunger"
“Do you like me?” I asked the blue blazer. No answer. Silence bounced out of his books. Silence fell off his tongue and sat between us and clogged my throat. It slaughtered my trust. It tore cigarettes out of my mouth. We exchanged blind words, and I did not cry, and I did not beg, but blackness filled my ears, blackness lunged in my heart, and something that had been good, a sort...
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Edna St. Vincent Millay, "Hyacinth"
I am in love with him To whom a hyacinth is dearer Than I shall ever be dear.
On nights when the field-mice Are abroad, he cannot sleep. He hears their narrow teeth At the bulbs of his hyacinths.
But the gnawing at my heart He does not hear.
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Rod McKuen, "Room"
Ceiling cracks, dusty woodwork, a spider’s web half started, I know this room by heart. I find my way from bed to toilet in the middle of the darkest night.
Half asleep or wide awake I need no map to help me thread my way past and in between the obstacles that fill up full this empty room
I’d post a letter but I don’t know your address. I’d call but how would I...
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Nate Slawson, "you are 1992"
all night we should go arson & I want nuclear fingertips so I can scrawl dirty words into the bottoms of your feet. I beg you because it feels so good begging you & I wanna beg forever if that’s what’s gonna get me buried inside the buttons behind your buttons. so all damn night? my heavy metal records turned up real loud, your hips & how about we buzzsaw all this fucking...