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Dog Meat
The softness of my mattress is oppressive.
Mike Tyson Inside / Shreveport Phone Booth / Tweakers
Fee-fi-fo-fum–Cassius Clay here I come…
Forgive me father, for I have sinned
I remember praying, I remember praying and pleading and offering up every part of myself in exchange for feeling whole again.
The Robot by the Fireplace
This I can take care of:
Small homunculus on the roof, a pack animal
Pulled conveyance, and entry through the exhaust chute.
Cadaver
The young king’s corpse is badly decayed.
Agave
Javelins needle the air,
a strange acupuncture.
Hanging Upside Down
It was mid September when I saw Superman.
How Having a Grotesquely Scarred Face Might Have Its Perks
Riding a bike along the Mühlendamm Bridge in Berlin looking for a quick lunch, a kielbasa or a bratwurst from a street vendor, I soon found a retaining wall upon which to quickly consume the meaty thing.
Dolores, Dolores
My lipstick stained your book, Age of Innocence, with a suede cover.
Paper Nest
Emmy Haustrom died for me, but they carved him up to entertain the crowd.