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
• making certain he was touching her
• 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.
• Hands cupped into a half circle, he bent foward to help her catch a light
• A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
• some say he was never here at all
• 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
• He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
• All he left her was alone
• the ocean never ceasing in her secret whispers to the land
• I cried when he threw away the paper towel on top of the microwave
• He Was a Crook
• Her raised middle finger came into focus
• Kilroy was here
• A Quick One (While He's Away)
• I was less than one hundred footsteps away from you I suppose
• Only her hands would give her away
• Jesus said, "I love him, for he is my brother." He was talking about everyone.
• Against my will it is seeping into me, this information.
• He eventually disappeared into the morning fog
• That's Just How He Was
• here is the mutiny I promised you and here is the party it turned into
• At Least It Was Here
• He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
• She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
• he doesn't know, but her eyes widen too far
• He was a man stuck between the objective and the subjective
• It was always hot here
• How Gudrun cast herself into the Sea, but was brought ashore again
• except that church was Episcopal with an ongoing history of bursting into flames
• My purity was little stickers I willingly gave away in exchange for hearts
• Mr. Lunch liked to chase birds. In fact, he was a professional.
• pretends to sleep as he looks her over
• 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 fell into shadow, fighting a great evil
• She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
• surrounded by stars, her dark hair blending into the fabric of the night sky
• Here lies one whose name was writ in water
• No one older than twenty-five was stupid enough to take a job here.
• The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
• He backed the verbal car into the garage, only to crash it into the wall
• I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
• The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
• Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
• 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
• Shaymus is older than I thought he was
• He wasn't programmed to be a tenor, he was programmed to be a physician!
• She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
• 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.
• the magic that was meant to capture the outlaw instead transformed him into a monster
• 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.
• He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
• He thinks a path and travels the emptiness that was there
• 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 sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
• sifting sand to find fading past in smooth stones, sorrow was here
• I Wish My Brother George Was Here
• I tiptoe back into myself so I can run from what I was
• In a dream I had, I was on an island in the middle of the ocean.
• An E2 Seattle debauch aftermath node
• How He Didn't Understand Her Whichever
• In the foyer of my mind, he remains, never venturing into the parlor
• Her name was Natalie
• She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
• That week with her was like drinking bubbles
• Her hair was seaweed and the Pacific wind sang
• I turned Quizro into a Quiet Riot CD, and all I got was this jar of lemon-flavoured pickles.
• drive my car into the ocean
• If I was the ocean, what would you be to me?
• Then again, maybe he was recruiting for a cult
• Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
• He was born with the gift of logic but the inability to use it
• I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
• She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
• She always was devious in her beauty
• Her heart is in little tiny pieces that are going to blow away.
• As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
• Wheresoever he went, there was Eden
• I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
• It was 1992. He smiled.
• He made me promise I would do this when I was next sad. So I promised myself I would not be sad again.
• When I was 21, he was building a Time Machine
• he was alive, and some of the other people, they were carbon copies
• Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
• That was what her hunger was like: mesmerizing, directed, floating like a public secret just under the cloud cover.
• You see, my son, here time changes into space
• So her hat does not blow away
• I was floating in the ocean of his eyes.
• 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.
• Here her lesser words were freed to tumble
• I'd like it here if I could leave and see you from a long way away
• he listened so well, he was still curious.
• here comes your man. he's throwing clumps of snow at you.
• if he's not here, then where?
• Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
• When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
• And then night was here, after a day of measured breathing, and I could forget about breathing because the waiting was done
• Get Me Away From Here, I'm Dying
• Why would you turn on the near lights to look far away into the darkness?
• "He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
• When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
• She was never mine. I always shared her.
• He gave her a daisy
• The Trial: Andrew Johnson was not guilty of the crimes for which he was impeached.
• He had fallen in love, but I'm pretty sure the hellhound was only in it for the belly rubs
• Her face could make the ocean ache
• 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
• He dreams between yesterdays, Cliff’s Hand Bag and Fade away blue
• I thought he was a man but he was just a little boy
• little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
• It is so quiet in here, let's turn on the ocean
• By morning I will have erased all traces that I was ever here
• My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
• In the end it did not matter. The ocean was still there.
• He would shrink into the sky if he could
• He was the kind of man who shacked up for shelter
• Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
• 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
• while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
• If her secrets spilled from her eyes into his
• She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
• Fields of sunshine bloom as the midnight in her dress falls away, replaced by moonlight.
• She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
• what he carried from here to Okinawa
• it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
• You're so come here go away
• Inches away from her face
• He Was Only Joking
• Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
• you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
• Here were the words I was waiting for, without the part I wanted
• being thrown into the ocean, if nothing else, will teach you how to swim
• he taught me to fly then took away my sky
• He was confirming to himself that they were laughing with him after all
• He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
• She was coming out as he was going in.
• Once there was a bug in a hole that he dug
• She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
• At least he was gentle
• Donald Duck was banned in Finland because he doesn't wear pants
• Tom, He was a Piper's Son
• What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, that he should weep for her?
• he was a punk poet himself
• If only I could get into her head
• Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
• She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
• By evening I will have returned all traces that I was ever here
• It was men who made breasts into a secret.
• Once upon a time there was an ocean but now there is a mountain range.
• if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
• A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
• He breaks her heart on a daily basis
• 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.
• Boy, I was sure lucky to be born into the one true faith!
• Countries with rivers that drain into three oceans
• I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
• 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
• His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
• I'm wishing Jesus was here again
• How Candide Was Brought Up in a Magnificent Castle and How He Was Driven Thence
• He is coming. He is coming. HE IS HERE.
• He was hard in all the wrong places
• I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
• All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
• Her lack of response opened a gate through which my mind started to wander, into a wilderness where the shadows all had teeth...
• Little plaques that say "So-And-So Was Born Here"
• This was not my going away party
• It was late when he came home; it woke you up
• He was found
• I was sure it was her
• My hands on her back; slipping into sleep
• To a girl who thought she was moving away
• More than he was willing to give
• The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
• The class valedictorian was still tripping balls when he was bailed out in time to give the commencement speech at graduation
• BROOKS WAS HERE

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