Findings:
- An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
- As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
- Hands cupped into a half circle, he bent foward to help her catch a light
- some say he was never here at all
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- All he left her was alone
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- In a quiet grove of pines under a frosty sky, he helped her out of the sack. She wore severe white hospital pajamas and was beautiful.
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- making certain he was touching her
- Her raised middle finger came into focus
- Now he dances to bring her back.
- He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
- That was what her hunger was like: mesmerizing, directed, floating like a public secret just under the cloud cover.
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- She didn't write like Emily Dickinson, but she did live in a house overlooking a cemetery, and I guess he thought that was important.
- She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
- Her face could make the ocean ache
- It is so quiet in here, let's turn on the ocean
- Kilroy was here
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- How He Didn't Understand Her Whichever
- He eventually disappeared into the morning fog
- The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
- he has her eyes
- He was hard in all the wrong places
- he doesn't know, but her eyes widen too far
- At least he was gentle
- Her hair was seaweed and the Pacific wind sang
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- No one older than twenty-five was stupid enough to take a job here.
- I was the liar; here is the truth
- Her lack of response opened a gate through which my mind started to wander, into a wilderness where the shadows all had teeth...
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
- Inches away from her face
- An E2 Seattle debauch aftermath node
- When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
- He wasn't programmed to be a tenor, he was programmed to be a physician!
- How Candide Was Brought Up in a Magnificent Castle and How He Was Driven Thence
- She was coming out as he was going in.
- Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
- he was alive, and some of the other people, they were carbon copies
- I thought he was a man but he was just a little boy
- And then he ran into my knife. He ran into my knife ten times.
- He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
- as you get older, a lot falls away. but i am not here to tell you not to worry. i am here to give you tools.
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- surrounded by stars, her dark hair blending into the fabric of the night sky
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- sifting sand to find fading past in smooth stones, sorrow was here
- I Wish My Brother George Was Here
- By evening I will have returned all traces that I was ever here
- Little plaques that say "So-And-So Was Born Here"
- the ocean never ceasing in her secret whispers to the land
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- Then again, maybe he was recruiting for a cult
- He gave her a daisy
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
- Fields of sunshine bloom as the midnight in her dress falls away, replaced by moonlight.
- He stretched out his arms but she was not there
- 'twas the telltale tink-tock of marionettes, he felt certain, that jingle-jangled from behind her shower curtain
- A Quick One (While He's Away)
- 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
- The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
- Donald Duck was banned in Finland because he doesn't wear pants
- he taught me to fly then took away my sky
- He is coming. He is coming. HE IS HERE.
- You're so come here go away
- He made me promise I would do this when I was next sad. So I promised myself I would not be sad again.
- The Trial: Andrew Johnson was not guilty of the crimes for which he was impeached.
- The class valedictorian was still tripping balls when he was bailed out in time to give the commencement speech at graduation
- He was born with the gift of logic but the inability to use it
- He was found
- That's Just How He Was
- pretends to sleep as he looks her over
- He was a man stuck between the objective and the subjective
- I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
- he fell into shadow, fighting a great evil
- He Was Only Joking
- Once there was a bug in a hole that he dug
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
- His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
- I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
- When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
- My hands on her back; slipping into sleep
- To a girl who thought she was moving away
- Despite her station, the quarry was never alone
- I got the feeling the Fairy Council was mad at me when the president knocked over her coffee to get a better grip on my neck
- Gaily they went down in the lush field a treasure of valuables or specie or bullion lodged with a crust of bread into her coat of arms weaving currying the embroidering of silk in summer.
- That week with her was like drinking bubbles
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
- Here her lesser words were freed to tumble
- there was more poetry in her shopping lists than in any of my rhymes
- I'm wishing Jesus was here again
- Here lies one whose name was writ in water
- you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
- Democracy assassinated the family that was here
- You see, my son, here time changes into space
- Here were the words I was waiting for, without the part I wanted
- here is the mutiny I promised you and here is the party it turned into
- BROOKS WAS HERE
- By morning I will have erased all traces that I was ever here
- And then night was here, after a day of measured breathing, and I could forget about breathing because the waiting was done
- If her secrets spilled from her eyes into his
- Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
- "He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
- Why would you turn on the near lights to look far away into the darkness?
- Only her hands would give her away
- Her heart is in little tiny pieces that are going to blow away.
- So I was balls deep in the guy's ass that night when he turns to me and asks for a kiss. Damn. What a fag.
- More than he was willing to give
- I don't know what he was listening for, but he wasn't listening
- The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist
- He would shrink into the sky if he could
- It was late when he came home; it woke you up
- Shaymus is older than I thought he was
- I was less than one hundred footsteps away from you I suppose
- He was confirming to himself that they were laughing with him after all
- Mr. Lunch liked to chase birds. In fact, he was a professional.
- Tom, He was a Piper's Son
- He Was a Crook
- He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
- I married him because he was not mean
- I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
- Wheresoever he went, there was Eden
- What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, that he should weep for her?
- He breaks her heart on a daily basis
- It was 1992. He smiled.
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- He thinks a path and travels the emptiness that was there
- He dreams between yesterdays, Cliff’s Hand Bag and Fade away blue
- The Marlboro Man died of cancer, but he wasn't a rocket scientist when he was healthy, ha ha ha.
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
- He backed the verbal car into the garage, only to crash it into the wall
- he listened so well, he was still curious.
- She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
- He was like the bottle of Champagne Krug
- He had fallen in love, but I'm pretty sure the hellhound was only in it for the belly rubs
- what he carried from here to Okinawa
- My purity was little stickers I willingly gave away in exchange for hearts
- here comes your man. he's throwing clumps of snow at you.
- He was the kind of man who shacked up for shelter
- In the foyer of my mind, he remains, never venturing into the parlor
- When I was 21, he was building a Time Machine
- She is a night of dark trees, but he who is not afraid of her darkness will find banks full of roses under her cypresses
- He tells me that I could have his heart and I want to take it right then, slip it into my pocket and run
- he was a punk poet himself
- I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
- So her hat does not blow away
- He was there, and then he wasn't, and with him went those memories
- Jesus said, "I love him, for he is my brother." He was talking about everyone.
- if he's not here, then where?
- My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
- This was not my going away party
- He loved her so much, he wanted to do her autopsy
- I cried when he threw away the paper towel on top of the microwave
- It was the tree that gave him away.
- Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
- If only I could get into her head
- I'd like it here if I could leave and see you from a long way away
- Having someone wrapped around you, looking into your eyes, inches away from your face, smiling the cutest smile in the world and giving you quick little kisses on the nose is the greatest feeling anywhere ever
- Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
- She always was devious in her beauty
- sunset rainwater turns her sidewalk chalk-art into a sherbert delight; a surprise gift from chaos that tumbles her like tinkling bells onto the wet grass
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- I was sure it was her
- Her name was Natalie
- Get Me Away From Here, I'm Dying
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