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• As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
• If her secrets spilled from her eyes into his
• waiting for his arms to fold like wings around her
• Meanwhile, the PILOT, who has been laughing hysterically through the entire sequence, finally loses it. He falls out of his chair and bangs his head against the panel, causing the ship to lose control and crash into a nearby planet
• At her mirror, his muse
• His 'N' Hers
• Kitty interrupts his murky float with the nail gun splash of her stiletto song
• river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
• He tells me that I could have his heart and I want to take it right then, slip it into my pocket and run
• His and Her Circumstances
• before the internet when teen had REAL relationship the boy could look at the girl and judge the diameter of her thorax with his feelers and determine whether the mating ritual could commence but NO MORE. evil woman use her computer sorcery
• a constant, low wind trembles through him, catching his words and sending them out into the world
• pull the steel wool over his eyes
• His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
• Her hips made waves against his shore
• Michael Moved Out to Live with His Bitch & Her Dog
• He flops over and bonks his head
• His hand speaks a foreign language to her ribs.
• The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• So he's dressed a little differently and he has a halo-like light above his head.
• Kissing a man all over his face
• My next door neighbor has human heads in his freezer
• I should ask my barber where he gets his hair cut, then go there and slowly make my way up the chain
• Do you imagine that his mind may have found its worldline, a track for it to fit into?
• An hour later, I swing my leg over his and we dream of being young
• Deadman begins his journey, through a kitchen floor one Saturday night
• surrounded by stars, her dark hair blending into the fabric of the night sky
• drop a piano on his head
• Sorry to eat and run, but I've got to go stop Lincoln from killing Hitler in his crib
• The night I saw a man get his head blown off
• left everything on his desk and walked out into the bright sunlight
• A dude with an elbow for an ear and an eye stuck on his ass cheek
• Jesus is mowing my lawn while his disciples are sitting down waiting
• if Gerry Stern were dead, he'd roll over in his grave
• Cool, you can put a bullet in his head!
• The kinda guy whose SO wants to install a video camera in his head
• The Man Who Flew Into Space From His Apartment
• Her lack of response opened a gate through which my mind started to wander, into a wilderness where the shadows all had teeth...
• Off with his head!
• Call me back when hair starts growing on his palms
• why is the great man great? he keeps on running through a world of his own.
• Lincoln still melancholy over his broken engagement, January 23, 1841
• His smartphone lay in the road, its screen locked with music still playing through the earbuds.
• He wakes up everyday, puts an empty gun in his mouth, and pulls the trigger.
• bump bump bump my finger down his spine
• I kicked the Martian in his otherworldly balls, and he screamed like the solar wind howling through a planetary magnetosphere
• His collection of substances that should not exist was stolen. The thieves then killed themselves 1000 times over.
• Her raised middle finger came into focus
• the grey in his hair had done nothing to tarnish the gleam in his eye
• watch his heart turning into rock
• He Had Not Where To Lay His Head
• StuartO))) has his head up his ass and could not write his way out of a wet paper sack
• Football Season Ended When Hunter S. Thompson Blew His Own Head Off
• If only I could get into her head
• Today your little boy is sprouting ten fingers and shedding his tail
• George W. Bush and His Foray into Nuclear Physics
• a total loss of control over her life
• Her hair was seaweed and the Pacific wind sang
• how Wiener found his way home
• I kissed her in the hair
• The General in his Labyrinth
• Let the earth hear his voice
• Atom and His Package
• Pascal on his deathbed
• How The Rhinoceros Got His Skin
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 4
• Darth Everything meets Death who has just knocked on his front door
• His mournful lamenting, like smoke on the mountains
• The Fisherman and his Soul
• A man with a tapeworm up his nose
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair II
• Sarah Palindrome driving her Civic with a kayak on the roof headed for Laval
• Picked his bones in whispers
• He's dead, Jim. You grab his wallet, I'll grab his tricorder.
• Captain Carrot and His Amazing Zoo Crew
• Augie van Smith blushed and wiped chocolate off his lips
• She's a stallion, let her run
• How the Whale Got His Throat
• An Irish Airman foresees his Death
• Oedipus-Schmedipus, as long as he loves his mother
• The Miller, His Son, and Their Ass
• The Bishop Orders His Tomb at Saint Praxed's Church
• Johnny Got His Gun
• up his own arse
• How Candide Killed the Brother of His Dear Cunegund
• Toward his impossible light
• God's in His Heaven, All's Right With the World
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 5
• I wonder sometimes if it is milk in her hair, full of sweetness,
• spade-struck embers spark and flare the smoke what snarls up in her hair
• A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
• while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
• While I watched the leaves get caught in her hair.
• Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
• my baby sleeps on her head
• how many bird nests would be made from her lovely hair
• An incomplete poem in her head
• pretends to sleep as he looks her over
• Shave your head and run naked into the woods.
• too big for his britches
• His Serene Highness Prince Rainier III
• How the Old Woman Took Care Of Candide, and How He Found the Object of His Love
• Those are pearls that were his eyes. Look!
• Why would a god let so many of his "flock" stray?
• Spider-Man and his Amazing Friends
• The Ass and His Shadow
• If you look hard enough, you can see Satan and his works everywhere
• His Royal Highness
• How the Camel Got His Hump
• The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
• Candide and His Valet Arrive in the Country of El Dorado--What They Saw There
• To His Coy Mistress
• To His Mistress Going to Bed
• If my roommate doesn't keep his hands off my shit, I'm gonna fuck him up
• Von Kempelen and his Discovery
• Villanelle of Ye Young Poet's First Villanelle to his Ladye and Ye Difficulties
• My Uncle, on His 80th Birthday
• Bless his Heart
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 3
• Innocent contact with his flesh
• Phosphor reading by His own Light
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 2
• the moile with the clocks in his window
• How Pac-Man got his name
• A great big ugly man came up and tied his horse to me
• The Help moJoe find his Biological Mother Project
• If a geek.boy wrote poetry to his geek.girl
• Vegas stories: Someone cut his throat
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair III
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair I
• A salted moment of memories smudged across my face, and I’ve already forgiven her. It’s all over now
• The Man Felt an Iron Hand Grasp Him by the Hair, at the Nape. Not One Hand, a Hundred Hands Seized Him, Each by the Hair, and Tore Him Head to Foot, the Way You Tear Up a Sheet of Paper, Into Hundreds of Little Pieces
• sunset rainwater turns her sidewalk chalk-art into a sherbert delight; a surprise gift from chaos that tumbles her like tinkling bells onto the wet grass
• Hands cupped into a half circle, he bent foward to help her catch a light
• Her still wet hair
• When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
• My hands on her back; slipping into sleep
• the linear and the docile go feral at her command. we're on the run from rogue rivers and predatory trains.
• I tried to pull you into my head
• Gaily they went down in the lush field a treasure of valuables or specie or bullion lodged with a crust of bread into her coat of arms weaving currying the embroidering of silk in summer.
• if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
• Letting it go to her head
• When I growl, the sound echoes like thunder all through the valleys and woodlands, and children tremble with fear, and women cover their heads with their aprons, and big men run and hide.
• Waiting for the number 48 bus, holding her breath
• The Girl with the Sun in her Head
• I am a mental construct in her head
• The Boy with the Thorn in His Side
• His hips know the original dance
• I Knew Her Through a Window
• his
• On His Blindness
• His girlfriend
• Spinning in his grave
• A Boy and His Dog
• de Molay recanted his confession
• I got the feeling the Fairy Council was mad at me when the president knocked over her coffee to get a better grip on my neck
• The Fisherman and His Nets
• How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
• Touch the Hem of His Garment
• The Ass and His Driver
• The Ass and His Purchaser
• The Brazier and His Dog
• The Eagle and His Captor
• The Man and His Wife
• The Ass and His Masters
• Nicole Oresme and his Philosophies: An Example of Medieval Scientific Thought
• His Name Is Alive

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