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• Passersby were amazed by the unusually large amounts of blood
• Amakuni once drew an old sword of his from a box, suddenly overjoyed by something he had cast aside.
• I kicked the Martian in his otherworldly balls, and he screamed like the solar wind howling through a planetary magnetosphere
• You can only watch as his heart is coaxed from his chest to his sleeve
• Deadman begins his journey, through a kitchen floor one Saturday night
• For every rich man who tries to leave this world for a better one with his fancy tomb surrounded by mourners, there are many more who perish alone in the cold, forgotten by all but God.
• She walked by his desk and left a nickel
• In the movie of his life, the part of Keanu Reeves will be played by a block of wood, and the critics will pan it for being too expressive
• Or he'll just kick me in the face and scream abstract noises and dance around outside in his underwear and have sex with the neighbor's dog and try to fly by jumping off the toilet
• tiny alien ideas sprout in his brain, like baby incisors erupting from his testicles
• His eyes look out at me from people that I meet
• Upon the Translation of the Psalms by Sir Philip Sidney, and the Countess of Pembroke, his Sister
• Speech given by a U.S.M.C. Drill Instructor to his platoon, Camp Pendleton, 1998
• In the end, he could quiet his mind only by dying
• Today your little boy is sprouting ten fingers and shedding his tail
• So while Faust is busy trying to wipe the blood off his face and Shorty's trying to claw his eyes out, I mosey away and try my hand at storming the castle
• From each according to his abilities, to each according to his needs
• His memory perishes from the earth, and he has no name in the street.
• The Man Who Flew Into Space From His Apartment
• The Architect Erects his Time-Proof Temple from the Inside
• why is the great man great? he keeps on running through a world of his own.
• if a bird is never free from his cage, then his world is only his name
• From the brightness before Him passed His thick clouds
• Their feet grow dark with his blood
• My brother is still dead... and now I have his car...
• Phosphor reading by His own Light
• a constant, low wind trembles through him, catching his words and sending them out into the world
• judge a captain not by his shipwrecks, but by whether or not he blames the sea
• Tribute by Senator Edward M. Kennedy to his Fallen Brother, Robert
• His smartphone lay in the road, its screen locked with music still playing through the earbuds.
• YHWH declares that the substitution of LOVE with FUCK is punishable by AIDS; man responds by covering his member with plastic
• Meanwhile, the PILOT, who has been laughing hysterically through the entire sequence, finally loses it. He falls out of his chair and bangs his head against the panel, causing the ship to lose control and crash into a nearby planet
• His mouth tastes like blood and sugar.
• Letter from Nicola Sacco to his counsel, August 18, 1924
• The day we were married the leftover doves from his days of being a magician hummed little love songs in the attic
• His voice is like something from a distant age, the voice of the earth itself, the voice of a tree, the voice of a stone.
• What I deduced from his reading matter
• bump bump bump my finger down his spine
• It didn't matter what star it came from, just the familiar warmth of the sunlight on his face
• If her secrets spilled from her eyes into his
• Sorry to eat and run, but I've got to go stop Lincoln from killing Hitler in his crib
• As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
• Did you touch any of his blood?
• Men like large amounts of kinetic energy
• Slipping through your bejewelled fingers
• They protect us from danger by harming us before we can harm ourselves
• The Man and His Wife
• The Eagle and His Captor
• The Scots Confession: Chapter 18
• Years from now I can tell the story of it
• His Royal Highness
• The Ass and His Shadow
• Call now, operators are standing by.
• Now your songs mean what they were supposed to from the beginning
• the best things in life cost large amounts, and the currency isn't always money
• The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
• it won't kill you to breathe it in, but it may change you, years from now
• The Ass and His Driver
• The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
• Let the earth hear his voice
• Atom and His Package
• If you loved her, you'd be home by now
• I know you're up there. I am but a discontented symbol birthed from the blood of your terrible pen.
• You could distinguish Miles from Coltrane.
• I know them by the trucks they drive, the names they call each other, the tattoos on hot, shirtless days, the music they blast after lunch, to get through the rest of the day.
• Do not put this product into the rectum by using fingers or any mechanical device or applicator
• Now and Then : From Coney Island to Here
• It Was Cold, and It Ran Through Your Fingers
• Crawling through festering flesh, hungry and, yearning, they wait for the day they will tear away from the dark.
• Picked his bones in whispers
• Perfect From Now On
• Bourree from Suite No. 1 for Lute by J. S. Bach
• Candide and His Valet Arrive in the Country of El Dorado--What They Saw There
• de Molay recanted his confession
• His Name Is Alive
• Pascal on his deathbed
• If my roommate doesn't keep his hands off my shit, I'm gonna fuck him up
• To His Coy Mistress
• Johnny Got His Gun
• Innocent contact with his flesh
• How The Rhinoceros Got His Skin
• Spider-Man and his Amazing Friends
• The Fisherman and His Nets
• the slightest movements which I make have begun to squeeze pure blood from my kidneys again
• If I'd have shot her when I met her, I'd be out of jail by now.
• Find every story and every poem you've ever written. Now rewrite them in blood.
• I want to be woken by you climbing through my window
• Open source cars would be doing 200 mpg by now
• From 'The Seven Dreams Of The Golden Unicorn' by Reynold Cosby
• Trail your finger through the air, and then tell me you can't feel it
• Magma is the blood that spews from the earth
• I Was Kidnapped By Lesbian Pirates from Outer Space
• Coins slip from my fingers
• The pennies from Heaven drop through my soul
• As seen mouthed through one half inch of safety glass as the bus pulled away from the terminal and left a westward wafting cloud of exhaust
• I used to think of sobriety as a purgatory, and that to be under the influence of drugs was relief from it. Now that I'm older I believe the opposite to be true.
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• A Boy and His Dog
• My tongue, every atom of my blood, form'd from this soil, this air,
• Why I am going to pretend I am a girl online from now on
• How Candide Killed the Brother of His Dear Cunegund
• Vegas stories: Someone cut his throat
• How the Old Woman Took Care Of Candide, and How He Found the Object of His Love
• His girlfriend
• Nicole Oresme and his Philosophies: An Example of Medieval Scientific Thought
• The Ass and His Masters
• The Brazier and His Dog
• too big for his britches
• Oedipus-Schmedipus, as long as he loves his mother
• The Ass and His Purchaser
• A man with a tapeworm up his nose
• If you look hard enough, you can see Satan and his works everywhere
• To His Mistress Going to Bed
• pull the steel wool over his eyes
• how Wiener found his way home
• A great big ugly man came up and tied his horse to me
• How the Camel Got His Hump
• An Irish Airman foresees his Death
• Villanelle of Ye Young Poet's First Villanelle to his Ladye and Ye Difficulties
• If a geek.boy wrote poetry to his geek.girl
• How the Whale Got His Throat
• The Miller, His Son, and Their Ass
• He's dead, Jim. You grab his wallet, I'll grab his tricorder.
• Now let's see what has happened to us by adopting a sedentary lifestyle
• Arguments for the perceived impending invasion of Earth by atomic-powered Killbots from Planet X
• by and large
• Went to Coney Island on a Mission From God... Be Back by Five
• 278 Books You Should Have Read By Now
• Now is the winner of our discount tent made gory in slumber by this summoned orc
• The dubious distinction of being criticized from the left by the Ku Klux Klan
• whispers circles into my neck by soft fingers
• On getting blown up 8000 miles from home by a man who does not own shoes
• She came through the glass door, untouched by the storm that raged outside.
• Do you not see that if we kill him with the pill from the till by making with it the drug in the jug, you need not light the candle with the handle on the gateau from the chateau!
• Escape and Evasion through the subways of time gone by
• chapters marked by love notes from another man's wife
• The judging of American talent by persons from the United Kingdom
• shooting lightning bolts from my fingers
• Born from a glacier, hatched by a volcano, gone to the sea
• How to whistle through your fingers
• I used to love women from afar. Of course, now they call it stalking.
• From now on, any ordinary knowledge is no longer going to satisfy you, I'm afraid
• The mailbomb from the Christian Fundamentalists I pissed off should be here any day now
• I love you. Now get your finger out of my nose.
• from now on, I can bring my stick in the house; from now on, I can poke my stick at the wall
• impossible now to discern which had cleaved a heart from the errant which had missed the mark.
• A thousand years from now, we should have coffee and tell stories while the world disintegrates
• You can't squeeze blood from a stone
• what will the internet be like five hundred years from now?
• may you make mistakes large enough to learn from, but small enough that they do not destroy you
• Madness drips from the walls like the wax of weeping candles, and written in the residue is the question: Where Are You Now?
• Those are pearls that were his eyes. Look!
• The Boy with the Thorn in His Side
• try to memorize this moment so that years from now I can tell the story of it
• His hips know the original dance
• Augie van Smith blushed and wiped chocolate off his lips
• But what's stopping me from staring at the stars now?
• Touch the Hem of His Garment
• Captain Carrot and His Amazing Zoo Crew
• Why would a god let so many of his "flock" stray?
• How Candide Found His Old Master Pangloss Again and What Happened to Him
• From Blood To Water
• Spinning in his grave
• The General in his Labyrinth
• His Serene Highness Prince Rainier III

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