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			<title>[Speeding time in bow-stung hotels]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Speeding time in bow-stung hotels, toelaces replaced with broomsticksbracketed torches strands sewn apart. Gusts of the nerverepairs once rodentshave deoderized the outside,&amp;nbsp;washed teeth fairies with chocolate seedskissing the eyelids of dulcimerstrings. Accounts of th..</description>
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			<title>[Adventures are evidence]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Adventures are evidencein the spackled head. Lift minotaur's are shot bugs above to keep warm. Breaking hardly the medicine that describes snow blindness under &amp;nbsp;bridges the way breathing and breaking any cold air would.In the circumstances it's together. For every sc..</description>
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			<title>[Crawling flags from the tetragon trying]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Crawling flags from the tetragon trying out lollipops in the back room while they talk about you. You have to shower the milky spot square eyes of robotic cops and robbers climbing the clock. Fishing pole shoes stand fist flowers from the nose in the drunk robotic clown and coppe..</description>
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			<title>[Called unknown you notice rhino]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Called unknown you notice rhino masks under the skin courtyards. Grins and sleep like slapstick heroes in pain, performing with lines on the couch, the last dinner pieced to what you can subscribe to. Like screwdriver &amp;nbsp;marks in attached earlobes. Floors sing an old lick,..</description>
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			<title>[Transcending bars that transcend all others]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Transcending bars that transcend all others.Feeding mango to the starving peasants,making love to you in the courthouse while hanging on a rusted tetanus pipe, a god of lightning watches. My coat hangs itself up as I wash the showers with glue,remove both my ears and place them t..</description>
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			<title>[Mint green sharks on the mirror's frame]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Mint green sharks on the mirror's frameone foot shorter than cloudless poles,vibrating doors.Legs, beds&amp;nbsp;or sweet yappingjaws like chainsaws.Laws of steam from my junkyard floor scream&amp;nbsp;colored in bibles,half tipped hats on myhard drive likecolored in hard-t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aaron0sgood/441294/</link>
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			<title>[night cripples shut the outside lights]</title>
			<description>this is one of my older poems, hence it being a good deal longer than my others. </description>
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			<title>[Black bug wings go]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Black bug wings goaway in whiteblack coffee cream;in his hair, hid hide of jobless jarshis skin resides ingrown gut tuesdays.In the cup his hide crashes backlike a bit of black bug wings.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Just to the left handhelp of no man's land,missing the craw..</description>
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			<title>[Seconds after you started my heart]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Seconds after you started my heartby the revolving door hospitalas I waved with ring tacks and forgotten knacksfor cursing at punk asseswearing only bright in the cold;seconds after you started my heart,your hands stopped, tucked and rolled awayfrom your plate as you stabbed ..</description>
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			<title>[Spring loaded bongo]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Spring loaded bongobig smile enthusiast.Bowing headspretend to like jazzblowing noses on metal bottoms-upscruff infection.My imaginary friend,a dash in the daysthere to keep his imaginary company. My imaginary frienda dive to his head,I'm holding his sparklers until he ..</description>
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			<title>[Before banging large objects]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Before banging large objectswith epitaphs and decisions deciphered,be sure the keys are not janglinglike they always will be.I cried in my mindas the lower flocks clapped wildlyand those in the upper cellsrattled their bracelets.Strangling ivy bridgesby water to borrowthe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aaron0sgood/436784/</link>
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			<title>[Donating food off your mouthwash hands]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Donating food off your mouthwash handsto iron blood drivewipe crush hairlike the moon landing.Two feasts with drills by day&amp;nbsp;dream of the numbersand dogs that drained awayfor the one who drowned the world&amp;nbsp;laying spooky homonymdead film starsorely iris of char..</description>
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			<title>[A self serve flask of olive oil]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;A self serve flask of olive oilin your stowed shoes to stoplike your father and former cleverpen pets;&amp;nbsp;to stop knowing a bedcould be this blue.&amp;nbsp;Crater of stubbled bread shopsyou hid crows when scarecrowsarrived in town after a fine meal,shooting their sickov..</description>
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			<title>Black Noise.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;A sound is a set of wingssizzling in the skyfrom a revisionist locker yard.A sound is a carousel on a wedding ring.A sound goes up and slants gradually,sustains theoretically,stops inevitably.&amp;nbsp;A sound is a stitchon the brink of the sun.A sound is the pop of a stun gu..</description>
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			<title>[I should get better teeth]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I should get better teeth,a guitar with more mirrors,more wet in a hole full of diamond heads.Scientists wait to plotmy evidence properly.Doctorates of mobilitychoose to operate somehowon the worst potencies of infancies aromas.Coughing in the puppet huffat happy hour hands..</description>
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			<title>[Hourly rates]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Hourly rateswith linoleum novacainwhere there are still advanced cancers.Broken records edit what we sayto just a few words.Life with a whistle'smore pure than no parking and schoolsof red birds with bloodthicker than anasthesia.&amp;nbsp;Sex sells shoes and the psychological..</description>
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			<title>[Dolphin ejaculation]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Dolphin ejaculationtravels between twelve and fifteen feet,but his father stuck with humansbecause he loved them.&amp;nbsp;He gave oatmeal cookies a try afterward,in a room or a house this size.nothing worked.&amp;nbsp;The nineteen seventy five of heartswalked around and cleaned ..</description>
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			<title>[Monkey looks down lachrymating and laughing]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Monkey looks down lachrymating and laughingat a candied string of an angel offspring.But he is looking down,and his confines are very tightwhere he might try and shake them.&amp;nbsp;Monkey's magnetic chaste witch attractiondisentangled precepts have grown bold,the angel offsprin..</description>
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			<title>[A turtle jumped from the third story]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;A turtle jumped from the third storyinto a cannon like spider where he droveas I played it back in my head.The plan was amazingeven for most amazing peopleto say like ticket coaches.Positive letters like n's and t's,know misery better than p's and b's.It rains into the evenin..</description>
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			<title>[locomotive machine chimney]</title>
			<description>For Jeff Mangum.</description>
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			<title>[Amber convictions limbed with the transition]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Amber convictions limbed with the transitionof girders malefacting grimacespark along the sun. you lost your voicesinging along to paradise parade.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A dispersed halo refraction expendssackcloth by way of pianos and gallows;shooting lazarus, but now we're shooting rebe..</description>
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			<title>[late for the race]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;late for the raceflirting with dead women,her paper face wet with new ozonecambodian girls.I squeezed all the polish from her skirtbut they still brought more.let's fill tiny trash trucks with hi-test combinators,let us dream of the grass.</description>
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			<title>[corn cob horse sticks]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;corn cob horse sticksget names from the streets they lived on.they age like manhattan soundbut stay gorgeous somehowsmallpox is epitomizing odorand folk clubs close at five.purple hearts point at the nicksin my pipe bomb nail cranny vein backtalk.corduroy's s**t if you know w..</description>
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			<title>[ground cloves of more flowers to remember]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;ground cloves of more flowers to remember,I stuck in your hair with tragedy daochalk dust and the creative goo.&amp;nbsp;Because I have an eye for the clavichord player,the sitar and tambourine player.We are dressed in our tragedy pants,tragedy boots, tragedy scarves,tragedy swea..</description>
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			<title>[what type of life hipsqueak]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;what type of life hipsqueaksands it&amp;rsquo;s self miragetype of proxy clean mile papertough in tight roller blade dragon cats.&amp;nbsp;don't I look nice in them?is the time bodaciousfor a dumb dumb songin the thought of my machine machinemasters with alcoholic blues.&amp;nbsp;d..</description>
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			<title>[Send people all my love]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Send people all my loveand I'll find them one by one.Wobbling while my head is free,the pranksters say to quit while I'm awayplaying rolandshots with ginger disruption.&amp;nbsp;The tank and the castle intact,puzzle declining wheelcups and piecestoo, vibrating alike.&amp;nbsp;S..</description>
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			<title>[mild piece that I am yellow]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;mild piece that I am yellow,glossed, plucked and palookad,so treble I break from the dream of dead popesluck that I like finding&amp;nbsp;soft packed in a sixteen non filtertrickling tender on the glass plaque for my brain standing guard boys,pipbrook millsand a dollar forty th..</description>
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			<title>[I fondle the pull tab toilet bowl]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I fondle the pull tab toilet bowlgash on my potty mouthshampoo valiumten cent textilebranch of body audio quarks.&amp;nbsp;I can still hold your sound in my hands.&amp;nbsp;swimming and sinkingdistilledapple cream wingsforgot completely about coming quietly.Her head has splas..</description>
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			<title>Fairytale</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;glass case deck of cards,plastic chains&amp;nbsp;mistake about the man in the moon&amp;nbsp;stands attention outside duvet doorshaving a smoke.favoring, pleading an aisleand light another candle for mewill you?</description>
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			<title>[by my dirty body I hadn't noticed]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;by my dirty body I hadn't noticedsheets being clean and pitched in stamps.&amp;nbsp;The blast that's traffic lightgives me hope and something much smallerlike a toaster or self-lighting scarecrow.&amp;nbsp;Mirror rapping bass mindlike explosive bat rabbit ears in elevatorheadlights..</description>
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			<title>Siamese</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Crescent, as it's twin. Hit awkward headsin-clement weather; like hats when we were younger,stitching shadows to make us taller&amp;nbsp;reports to the windows: two sticksand fire nature innovations.invitation, invents an 1812 credence that stemslike a star in the mouth of your tri..</description>
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			<title>[Ameably, the crows ran for draino]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Amiably, the crows ran for drainofrom the perch we shared.&amp;nbsp;it set them back about nine dollars.&amp;nbsp;I cried on the perch alone.there are inches to go before I&amp;rsquo;m glad,there is one chicken for every egg.&amp;nbsp;I called you a light in the village,and now there are..</description>
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			<title>Spot</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Hair in the car yoursI can have no one knowsrelaxing but the riots in walls writecontrol is secret,we can&amp;rsquo;t keep it like good clothesI have your marks and my head&amp;rsquo;spainted.Control is secret what elephants rememberI remember wrong. Out among the missingguest glov..</description>
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			<title>Canadian Doubles</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Napkin wet soluble soft inrhythm of the universepunishment that can't harm the dead,leans back livingwhite as space&amp;nbsp;lingo.you are the fat bohemianhodgepodgerain stick soda can glaciatingsolo of warm pungeerhythm of dreaming.&amp;nbsp;a stop mirror aside for gold si..</description>
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			<title>[Snide snaps, the loud talk]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Snide snaps, the loud talkcrawling orgasmic marmoset talkswallowed a bag of ball bearings:your adamant bad blushesdimples brimming silver teethyou suck deeply into,the rest of your mouth bleeds&amp;nbsp;doll cut judge table scrapsreeking of experimental aerospace planetschuck..</description>
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			<title>[At worse, common denominations]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;At worse, common denominationswill know you meant everythingabout edible body paintsand not even going there with placesto run through like moonsand personal planet climates with hair.here they know the worst common scent lovers.Even the worst actors had names and eyesto see ..</description>
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