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			<title>Smells Like...</title>
			<description>I grant entry to anything disturbing andTruth can bite me in the a*sIf I ask politely.And then I find a bottle ofSomething that smells liquor-ish.It reads to me,&amp;quot;Stand aside little man, you should have bent down to touch the can.&amp;quot;So I did what it said, and I picked up the can..</description>
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			<title>The Electronic Man</title>
			<description>Electronic man youFractured six light years awayFrom today's presentThat you gave to himFor the injuryHe was taken to the ERYou were sorry, but what was he?Electronic man you fracturedTwo millenia agoWhen electricity was not discoveredAnd Jesus was just born.How could he ha..</description>
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			<title>Schitzoid</title>
			<description>Born with schitzophreniaI hallucinate the futureAnd listen to the devilWho tempts meAnd I fall through a glass pyramidSwinging my hands and feet at the demonsWho eat away at my esophagusAnd tear at my skin til I gush bloodAll over the white carpetAnd my head is pushed downAnd sho..</description>
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			<title>Mating Season</title>
			<description>Mating seasonHas begunTo blossomThe daisiesAnd white rosesThat suck the lifeOut of my eyeballsAnd then I turn aroundTo see herBleeding handsFrom the thornsIn the stemsAnd the blood drops Are tear dropsFrom my washed outEyesEye only seeEyes lookBut I can't desc..</description>
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			<title>Dead Pig</title>
			<description>Sorry about the dead pigBut someone has eatenMy thighIn frustration ofBeeping noisesCrunching and munchingThe dead pigSwallows my free willSo the voices control my bodyAnd I paralyzeAnd realyzeMy paralysisIs realI tee whyAnd I freezeWhich is double paralysisEl why es ..</description>
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			<title>Numbers</title>
			<description>I think in numbersOne thirty year oldTwo is simple tooThree is the first digitAnd then.Dot dot periodDot dot periodExclamationPoint at a shooting starAnd make a wish.Blow out the candles.Tell your wish to the devilBecause he will never tellYour secret.But..How do you kn..</description>
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			<title>Genitals</title>
			<description>SexualTranslationFrom a maleMan who deliversPackagesWink winkAnd the packagesWink winkAre full of humanGenitalsDelivered to each and everyParent trying to guess the gender of theirChild that is in the process of beingAnd beingAnd beingBeing a being among beings thatBe..</description>
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			<title>Feet</title>
			<description>Feet makeSleet fall from theSkyWay upHigh andWet fromEvaporation andPrecipitation causesPlants toGrow from theClouds that cover theSun that shines on theEarth that orbits along with thePlanets in theSolarSystematically rearrangeLogically obtuseTriangles relating to..</description>
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			<title>Yummy</title>
			<description>I want to give upBut I can't.My headDrainedLike a bath tubFull of bonesPetrifiedLike woodThat breaks.I twist my head off my neckAnd step on itAnd I feel my eyes pop outAnd see the mixture ofBlood and brainsAnd with my tongueI reach for a tasteBut instead I scratchMy..</description>
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			<title>15 Seg Way</title>
			<description>15 Seg WayIs a segueTo a blackWholesaleRestaurantFloating onDaffodils.We eat thereEvery eveningTo even outOur emotions.His thoughts ofSuicide succumbTo the smell ofRoses andDandy lionsTapdance everyFullMoon.For your information,There is nothing to eatAt the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/eziekiel60521/415751/</link>
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			<title>Diagnosis</title>
			<description>Die aGnosticAnd searchFor the answerTo a question...WitchStatesOf AmericaAre a poisonAnd I lostMy visionTo this bottleOf wine...Red and whiteAndBlackAllOver...</description>
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			<title>Ego</title>
			<description>EgoIs a terminalIllness.It eats awayAt the heartAnd performsA lobotomyOn the brain.Ego.Go EatMy intestinesAnd swallowThese pillsAnd s**t outYour newbornFetus.Take the moneyAnd run awayFrom the dictatorAnd start a newWorldFull of peace and serenity.Please....</description>
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			<title>Four Teen Agers</title>
			<description>Four TeenAgersAgingTo a TShapedCrossNailing my handsTo wood.I dangleFrom the skyUpsideDown to the ocean IFall.I dive into AtlantisAnd float.My face in the waterLosing oxygenThe wood too heavy to turnOverI drown my sinsAnd my soulRisesAnd laughs atMy de..</description>
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			<title>Round About...</title>
			<description>I am roundAnd aboutTo jumpThe center ofThe UniverseAnd symbolizeAn attributionTo the lost ghostsOf ChaosAnd I miss herEBecause the EIs her favoriteKey to singInside a casket</description>
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			<title>Purple</title>
			<description>PurpleKiwi-eatingManhuntersFrom PurgatorySpill blood onThe impoverishedAnd castrateMy childTo make himRemainAnd disregardAdolescenceAnd burnIncenseTo tell his soul&quot;Walk towards the light&quot;When the time is rightNot leftBehind</description>
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			<title>Green Bananas</title>
			<description>GreenBananasMake a SpleenEjectThrough theHuman skullTo CreateA TricornBorn fromThe leavesOf a treeOf lifeWhere SatanWaits forAdam toBite the redApple</description>
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			<title>A Suitcase Full of Mondays</title>
			<description>LightSpeedDirection toMake a personDevolve to aMan-madeAlien who is aDeusXMachina</description>
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			<title>Ice Cream</title>
			<description>EyessSseeTheFewChurnTheButtEarnMyMummifiedCorpse</description>
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			<title>Empty Stomach</title>
			<description>Empty stomachDigesting bileAnd alcohol.I stare into the abyss,My vomit's destination.I see the white light.I hope I escape HellSo I will see HeavenAnd returnAs an addictedWorthlessUnhealthyPennilessImpoverishedHoeBow.</description>
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			<title>Sandy Beaches</title>
			<description>Sandy beachesGlowing rocksFluid motionThe taste of clamFills the airAnd air is O2And we exhale CO2And what a difference it makesInhaling an ocean breezeBecause we devolveTo the Prehistoric AgeOf Pisces</description>
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			<title>Two Entity</title>
			<description>I am a twenty year oldToddler.I can't read,But I writeLike an ascetic.I am Ancient.I am Absent.I love word.I disregard your frustrationWith me...I am yours.Are you sureYou're heartAnd you are beating?Fast, slowOr medium speed?Can you help myVision?Because I amVo..</description>
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			<title>Death</title>
			<description>A flower bloomsThe same time a humanDiesShe criesAnd triesTo fightThe liesOf the corpseRotting in aCasketHe is actuallyRebuilding himselfInto an honestHealthy manWho is loyalAnd RoyalSo that sheWill not seeThat he's beenDeadSince she hasBeen born</description>
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			<title>Chakras</title>
			<description>Red is angerOrange is desireYellow is a new dayGreen is a new wayBlue is how to sayIndigo is what to seeAnd Violet is Destiny</description>
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			<title>The Road Leads to Nowhere</title>
			<description>This roadIs endlessSince it takesEternity to walkTo my destination.Why do I breakOpen theEnglish languageAnd serve its remains toMy family?Maybe this road will lead Somewhere.Somewhere close to &quot;home&quot;.&quot;Home&quot; is whereI was spiritually born.My physical home is whereHell..</description>
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			<title>Alcoholick</title>
			<description>Drinking in PublicorDrink Ing in Pub Lick?And what the f**k is Ing?</description>
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			<title>Pro-Grass-to-Nation</title>
			<description>Grass...orGrass?Both are Green.Both grow from the Gr-ow-nd.And...I Love GrassPeriod?!?!?!?!?????????????????????????????????????</description>
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			<title>Numb Ber Ah Luh Jee</title>
			<description>NumerologyThe Study of Numb Bersssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss</description>
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			<title>Baby Jesus</title>
			<description>Baby Jesus grew upTo become Adult Baby JesusAnd...The CROSS made himBecome Lord Jesus ChristAnd...Easter made HIM becomeTHE MESS I UHHHHH...........</description>
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			<title>The Earth Gave Birth</title>
			<description>The EarthGave BirthTo a baby boyHis name wasHey ZeusAnd he turned looseAll his anger and painTowards the crowsSo blackness wouldAppear whiteLike the lightAt the end of the tunnelTo HellAnd back to EarthWho gave BirthTo her best friendVenusAnd she gave her BirthTo ..</description>
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			<title>The Shire</title>
			<description>FireEnd and create lifeTireEnd and create consciousnessWireEnd and create connectionLiarEnd and create honesty</description>
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			<title>Uni Verse</title>
			<description>The StarsThe Solar SystemThe PlanetsThe SunThe Human RaceThe Hydrogen AtomAll one and the same</description>
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			<title>Tripod</title>
			<description>TripodI prod/uctiveI shoot owlsI eat peopleWhen my skinGets itchyI scratchTil I bleedThe letter IIn first personI perceiveThe WorldIn second personAnd refer to myselfIn third personSo he can hearMy voiceRambling on and offLike a light switch</description>
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			<title>Changing Guitar Strings</title>
			<description>Changing StringsMaking ThingsMelt into silverAnd steelIndestructableIn dis truck ta bowlBuddhaIs he a girl?Is He God?Who are we toSay?I am queer and gayIn a StrangeAnd HappyWayTo go out forA drinkOf ice waterAnd wanderThrough a gardenBuilt for anAntElope w..</description>
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