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go anthill down
the better trash of time
we dial tone our caring ones
with vinegar
go untouched by sanitation
while the mountain
of my knuckle uproots
go bathed and dangling
continents
toward dirtless
ceilings of night
o the children
on their mattresses
with knees like silken treasure
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your progress i blossom the course clicks my muscles into new continents lubricates the alcoves it is a pissing where i once slept standing the old man hum girlish lecture of your fish-fly silhouette quells the onset noontide my tantrums an un-hugged toilet without you drawl in a picture on a cell phone the spittoon orchids draped around an oblong cow-eye your knuckles swelling thru the blinds like how clouds at no one’s disguise the planet simple business |
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SEAN KILPATRICK maintains The Anorexic Museum which will featrure many interviews with authors. His work has appeared in fifty magazines, including: elimae, Exquisite Corpse, Juked, Erosha, Snow Monkey, etc. Contact for museum tour tickets: cauliflowersuitcase@hotmail.com. |
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