• His version was better
• His love was enormous; it cleared rooms that desperately wanted to be full.
• because his heart was heavy, closing, like a tired eyelid
• The cult leader poured himself a drink and started on about his plans, and I wondered how the priest was getting on
• He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
• His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
• tiny alien ideas sprout in his brain, like baby incisors erupting from his testicles
• My man was shot for his sheep coat
• He stretched out his arms but she was not there
• Creative Nomad Jukebox Zen
• why the Cold War was a stupid idea
• When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
• It Was a Lover and His Lass
• Johnny Clueless was there, with his Simulated Wood-Grain
• When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
• For one thing, he was sure his granny would never have used smack.
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• I can't remember why I thought this was a bad idea
• As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
• but you had his eyes and that was sort of almost enough
• I was floating in the ocean of his eyes.
• I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
• and his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground
• The Great Ideas
• Idea for a Universal History with Cosmopolitan Purpose: Fourth Principle
• ideas that will save world
• wa
• How Candide Was Obliged to Leave the Fair Cunegund and the Old Woman
• Back when grunge was still cool
• They wrote it all in perl but it was mostly system calls
• A Boy and His Dog
• If I were watched alone, I'd be considered insane
• wa (user)
• To His Coy Mistress
• I was only following orders
• i like his madness
• New Mexico, or was that Oklahoma?
• My brother is still dead... and now I have his car...
• It was a dangerous, stupid infraction and I deserve the ticket
• God loves his children. Who's your daddy?
• Was it Heaven? Or Hell?: Chapter IV
• Reigns Of Tacitus, Probus, Carus And His Sons III
• I Was A Cow
• What I deduced from his reading matter
• was ist das? (user)
• Ringo Starr and His All-Starr Band
• How Eulenspiegel, along with the other boys, was made to eat too much bread
• Of course I refused, afraid of what his hands might feel like
• and there was this girl
• I knew enough about him to know his name and what kind of snowball he could make
• I tried to arrange my life in paragraphs, unaware that I was a haiku
• His Share of Glory
• Japanese alphabet
• Borrowing his enigmatic jacket
• He Was a Crook
• His Majesty at the Swamp
• What if Everything You Thought You Knew About AIDS Was Wrong?
• To His Forsaken Mistress
• The flowers smiled, but she was gone
• YHWH declares that the substitution of LOVE with FUCK is punishable by AIDS; man responds by covering his member with plastic
• The sky rained tears. I was sure.
• Then the father hen will call his chickens home
• This was my mountain. You call it your valley.
• Sam sinks his dad's boat
• Where I Was
• I didn't ask if the glass was half full or half empty. I've always had enough to drink.
• Baby I Was Lonely (user)
• Why was my poem nuked?
• Long and lean, he was a sex machine, and he schooled every girl in town
• All you ever did was let it happen

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