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			<title>BIG WRY INTELLIGENCE</title>
			<description>BIG WRY INTELLIGENCE.UNDERSTATED PILES OFWORDS IN BRACKETS.NOT BREATHING andWONDERING WHY THE PERIMETER LOOKS CLEARBUT I CAN'T GET INSIDE.PICKING UP SPEED!IT TOOK A FEW AND IF I'DCOUNTED I'D TELL YOUSOMETHING YOU'D ALREADYKNOW.I HEARD ABOUT EROSIONYEARS AGOAND YOU ALL NEVER THOUGHT ACCUMULATION WOUL..</description>
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			<title>WHO'S HORTON HERE?</title>
			<description>HE LOOKED ME IN THE EYEAND CRIED WHEN HE LEFT.FULLER THAN FULL ANDLIKE MY EYES TO BEPARALLEL TO ONE ANOTHER.TOO LIKE MY STRAIGHT ANDNARROW TO PICK THE TEFLONAND THEN STICK TO IT.LIKE NEW UPTURNEDfloral reef.LIKE UNBELIEVABLE RECKLESSEXPANSION.TILL NOTHING I'D WAIT OUTA SMALL LIST ON LONG PAPER.</description>
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			<title>A distribution of efforts IN time.</title>
			<description>WHOLE WORLDS ofSUPER-EXTROVERTER-DRIVEin ROOMS BRIGHTERlike I'D LIKE TO FEELon A ROOFTOP WITH THERIGHT FIXINGS.LIKE if I TOOK THERIGHT TURN ANDTOOK TO IT.like IF I KNEW WHAT I LIKED and DIDN'T HAVETO THINK ABOUT IT LATER.I SHOULDN'T HAVE TO seeTHIS MUCHFrom a view I don't know there's the widest eye..</description>
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			<title>This Time Last Night</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; THIS time last night&amp;nbsp; under weathered leatherWe'll always spin back incircles and you prove that bydancing hands in circumferenceIt's like the ones on thebackburner who'veso always been burnedinto fingertipscoming overand holding warmair with the spacearound my skinMore in th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tissyukrummb/765139/</link>
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			<title>How to Tell</title>
			<description>an archive in progress,

recently realized</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tissyukrummb/761465/</link>
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			<title>I have a feeling this is still in progress</title>
			<description>FEEL AS SICK AS IF IT'SBEEN THE WRONG SHAPESAS LONG AS THE TIME IT'STAKEN THE SLUSH TO DRY FROMMY WALK TO THE BUS STOP.I JUST CAN'T REACH IT THIS WAY,OBVIOUSLY.THE INCONSISTENCIES, I'M TELLING YOU,ARE EVEN MORE SO BECAUSE ALL DURINGGETTING LOST THERE'S A BALANCE OF ASSURING ANDASSUMING AND I'VE WORN..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tissyukrummb/761444/</link>
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			<title>NEED CONSISTENT</title>
			<description>NEED CONSISTENT.NEED TO HAVE ORNOT HAVE IN BLACKAND WHITE.NEED NOT HAVELITTLE RAT BASTARDSMEAR TRASH WE LEFTDOWN THE BACKSTAIRS.PHYSICALAND MADE PHYSICALLYVISIBLEPHYSIOLOGICALBUT NOT IN PERSON</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tissyukrummb/760448/</link>
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			<title>SWOOP BACK TO IT.</title>
			<description>SWOOP BACK TO IT.YOU MUST'VE KNEW IT I SAID.IF IT WASN'T SO OUT OF BREATH I'D BE MAD.GLAD TO LEND TURNED LEFTCHEEKSO SERIOUS AND CHUCKLINGAND SCARED FOR HOW WELL COULD THISPOSSIBLY WORK?DAWNED MENTIONS IN STAGGERING POLY-MOONLIT SUPER-EARTHHIT DOES IT TO ME EVERY TIME</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tissyukrummb/760446/</link>
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			<title>DOESN'T FEEL RIGHT AND</title>
			<description>DOESN'T FEEL RIGHT ANDFORCEDHAIR LIKE THIS&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; xkxxand puddles from he..</description>
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			<title>He was doing it for one of them all along</title>
			<description>Back to that old thing.Remember when back beforeI knewThink about how it was more alike.Think like you think like.And what's this time of year doing to ME?IT'S LIKE EVERYTIME IT'S PERSONAL.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; SINKING WELLS AND&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; BLINKINGFIVE THREE SIX THREE ONE HUNDREDI THINK IT'S THAT TIME&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<title>[__]</title>
			<description>DAY FOR BLANK.MIX CRINKLES, HUSTLES AND BUSTLES FOR BLANKWHITE NOISE FOR BLANKDOUBLE BEAT FOR FILLING BLANKS.UNCOVERED CAVERNS,UNDERLYING SHAKE,STAINED BLOUSES.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tissyukrummb/693984/</link>
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			<title>the stupidest I've ever been</title>
			<description>well maybe but what we haven't focused on is just the way it has flowed. Is it unfair to know more than those we know for?such uneven crosses and settling in.An awkward feeling of SERIOUS!WHO TELLS ME THE LAWBUT YOUR F*****G PULSETHROUGH EVERY ERECTED VEIN?THESE SURGE WITH SUCH ANTIQUE VULNERABILITY</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tissyukrummb/688194/</link>
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			<title>AH who's nervous?</title>
			<description>MUCH CONVERSATION OF COLORAND CONNOTATIONLEAVING BIG PINK BURNSGLARING AND BLOWING OUTTHE DARKEST&amp;nbsp; CLEAREST VISIONS.CLEARESTREMEMBERING REACHING BACKOVER TIMES WITHOUT EYES,FURTHERING HIGH NOONS--NERVES V. NERVESSENSE V. SENSEIF NOTHING ELSE LET'S TALK ABOUT SHADOWS AND HIGHLIGHTSOR IF NOTHING ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tissyukrummb/685277/</link>
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			<title>PUT IN EXTRA EFFORT</title>
			<description>so far I know where it's been.known as far as the blown block armageddon: &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and fight years as long as the mile&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; wife wishing for more miles long&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; with less twists and turns away.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; mor..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tissyukrummb/669627/</link>
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			<title>it's in our nature</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; SO APPARENT&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; TO FEEL MY EXTREMITIES&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I DON&amp;rsquo;T WANT TO FEEL CERTAIN.&amp;nbsp;AND ISN&amp;rsquo;T THAT JUST LIKE ALL OF US... &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;       TRICKLING CASTLES OF WHAT WE&amp;rsquo;VE ALWAYS..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tissyukrummb/666569/</link>
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			<title>your twisted tongue shall not persuade me</title>
			<description>don't ever lie to me.</description>
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			<title>Oy.</title>
			<description>Oy. This is the wrong but&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; clearly the way it's done.Time after time, as if clockswork. He doesn't know. And howcan I even say he if he thinksevery he is him? He doesn't know.And why should he not be? Heshould know that it's good andto know. BUT HE DOES, DOESN'T HE?Just ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tissyukrummb/652638/</link>
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			<title>way back when.</title>
			<description>I&amp;nbsp; T H I N K&amp;nbsp; W E A L L&amp;nbsp; F O R G O T&amp;nbsp; W H YA T&amp;nbsp; T H E&amp;nbsp; F I R S T&amp;nbsp; P L A C E .E A S Y&amp;nbsp; T O&amp;nbsp; L E A V E&amp;nbsp; B E H I N D&amp;nbsp; W I T HM I L E S&amp;nbsp; A S&amp;nbsp; I N B E T W E E NA S&amp;nbsp; C R A N I A L&amp;nbsp; C O O R D I N A T EC O I N C I - D E N T S .I&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<title>it just feels SURREAL, that's all</title>
			<description>How is itthat I couldlook out on my future andenvy it? This world throwscurved balls like dicks.Long story shortened bysealing see-through shades around leaking windowframes. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tissyukrummb/651673/</link>
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			<title>sorry eyes get bad microwaves back</title>
			<description>They DO add up. you do. yoo hoo dames don't.YOU&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; CAN'T&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; JUST DREAD&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; LIKE STOMACH PITFALLS AND&amp;nbsp; EXPECT TO&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; GET&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; SOWED &amp;nbsp; IN&amp;nbsp; RETURN.HOW DARE YOU WE TOLD YOU ITBETTER&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; BE. &amp;nbsp; DON'T&amp;nbsp; YOU&amp;nbsp; EVERSIDE&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tissyukrummb/651114/</link>
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			<title>your lucky tongue shall not decay me</title>
			<description>BACK-TRACK TO PREVIOUS PREVAILTY BECAUSE NOW YOUR BACK CAN NEITHER ENTICE NOR DISMISS. THERE IS NO MORE MISS. PURE MASTERY OF INTERABILITY. POST-EXAMINARY SIGH OF RELEASE TAKES WET WASHCLOTHS TO CHIPPED STONE. THE RELIEF IS INTERNALLY OF THE MIND OVER MATTER. YOUR SICKLE CAN BE OVERCOME AS T..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tissyukrummb/647237/</link>
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			<title>wrote this last Sprung</title>
			<description>a stream of consciousness from a nervous time</description>
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			<title>Two</title>
			<description>Such easy slip-through see-er ofvagrantstrides and vagabonds who ignoreand feel andsleep easy onlywhen we know there is no twinge.Andarrives aneyelid snitch who'd whisper sweat&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; stainsof backlot impressions on couchesyou've nevereven heard of.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tissyukrummb/645923/</link>
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			<title>I ALREADY SAIID NO AND EXCUSED MYSELF FROM THE TABLE</title>
			<description>A shine-through keeper of secrets lies in the foreground of an otherwise daily view.There's a twinge like you said,but ever an uncertainty lies flush with the sides of this riseWhere can hardly ever follow a forethought;realize they keep these secrets every day...doesn't seem to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tissyukrummb/645921/</link>
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			<title>-nosleeptilbrooklYn-</title>
			<description>PRETTY SICKY ALWAYS REMEMBERSTO SMEAR ON A THICK LAYER OFREFUTE FROM THE TRASH PILEALREADY ON THE CORNER.MY EYEBAGS WILL THANK YOU OTHERWISE.AND IF NONE OF THESE ARECLOSED PROPERLY WHAT ARETHE CHANCES OF PICK-UP REALLY?ALL RUNNING TOWARD MEVISIONS OF POST-PICK EX-CON-FLICTIONS SHUFFLINGT..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tissyukrummb/645915/</link>
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			<title> --</title>
			<description>Sometimes actions just aren&amp;rsquo;t betterthan words. We can get all the feelingsand notions and vibes and thoughtsand &amp;ldquo;looks&amp;rdquo; and the kitchen sink butwe'll never know if we each usesoap until the level&amp;rsquo;s already gonedown. How unless we&amp;rsquo;re allowed usto see and smell and taste..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tissyukrummb/645910/</link>
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			<title>i guess ignorance is an a*****e who ties dames to train tracks and kicks sand in their hair</title>
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