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this is all that need be said
quietly it has all been said
w/ not a word we spoke &
spoke as children fall asleep

the poet spoke anon & she
listened quite attentively to
the sounds of industry revived
in the rust belt; miners &
dynamite exploding holes

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reading poetry quietly in ur ear

Peter taking Mark
behind the big rock in the park,
pushing his peter to the mark;
Mark screamed, "u're killing me,"
Peter said, "Be quiet, I'm almost done.
I'm done now." Standing,
"Now I'll do u," said Mark.

Shirley the Squirrel lived seven
blocks downtown up a cobblestone
alley; there were men gathered
in the alley every night Shirley
would be upstairs; no one ever
met Shirley b/c Sheila charged
a buck less & didn't mind the hard
cobblestone on her bruised backside

Sol came to Lot's backdoor & knocked;
what do u want, Sol said Lot
& Sol asked for a beer; go get ur own,
shouted Lot; ah, but if the Lord asked
u for a beer wouldst thou deny him?
Is the Lord at the bar right now, asked
Lot, if he is I'll buy a round for the house;
Sol went away thirsty never to know
whether the Lord was indeed at the bar
at that very moment;

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Wooden love,
Forgotten like old bones
And memories

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Lies settle uneasily on her skin
Like thick perfume choking
All who are near

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Wisps of dust
Curl into the rising air
Like invisible smoke

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Exquisite telling
Of the corpse;
Sparkling wine and cold fingers

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Do not touch
the shameless broken glass
That lie like crushed diamonds

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Two buses
Full of empty people
Pass blindly

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Rising towers of ice
A complex of cages,
And we call it beautiful

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This is the way the world ends
(World ends, world ends)
Not with a bang but a whisper

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Because we are the hollow men
And there is never rest
For a lost boy