Why write?
Pampered beer [not Heineken but Beck's]
Owns sex.
Dampened jaws
Sleep wonderfully
You and I see
Hostile Plots.
I rounded the
corner.
Pain with yes is
Like giving pleas.
Again I act with
Sores.
You know anger
As teacher.
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Gleeful cannibal
Damned fall -- you who witness that Goddess with her fists
Enter a new goal.
She used her mother's help.
I made life Goddess.
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What's on your mind.
Peace can interest you when you keep this need a blog.
I helped sad nurses.
They wanted to place their mothers in bold fouls.
I needed to guide.
I shat to save a poet.
No poet, no god, no freedom.
I made God, so I made no more.
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Twisted
Answers to your ideas: a blog fucks naked answers.
I write this to live.
I warn of me.
I am money's part of foolishness.
Fools: Those who dream and create marcy.
Marcy: Sam Marcy of Workers' World; Peppermint Patty's besst friend.
Keep your peace and like answers.
The Quesst for me is peace.
If you discover my needs, you will think of yourself as happy,
My needs: cleaning, meaning, dealing,
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There's a truck! a truck! A woman with broad shoulders and hips
unable to gracefully sway her body down the corridor.
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Mare alleys
Vote now for change. It's the creativity that lives for near weird.
Weird emerged from Ireland in the 9th century with a candle trailing her steps.
She talked to me.
I told her it's cold.
She said back to money.
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Proper Etiquette
Nasty hustlers dream what they like.
I see what I wanted: a son.
Santa Barbara bring me sons.
She will happen what is teaching.
Man. War. Death. Keep the help in love. They only wanted to slave; they were poor.
Dear Suckers, I made your place mother.
A blind back beasts bones bringing blades back blond.
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