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THERE IS NOTHING THAT I WANT OTHER THAN FOR YOU TO REMAIN SO QUIET THE GARBAGE TRUCKS WOKE ME AT DAWN A SONGBIRD FOR THE PAVEMENT SO I TURNED OFF MY ALARMS REMINDERS OF WHAT'S TO SAVOR AND I STEPPED OUT IN MY FAMOUS BLUE SPORTSCOAT SHOULD I HAVE AN INKLING TO MARRY AND I CANCELLED MY ENGAGEMENTS AND I LEFT THEM UP TO THE WIND FOUND A HORSE MOTORED BY A SYSTEM OF PULLEYS THE STRENGTH OF HIS HEALTHY FOUR LEGS AND I MADE A CIVILIZATION OF A COLLECTION OF GRAVEL AND BONE A TELEPHONE MADE FROM A CRUSTACEAN BUT THANKFULLY NO ONE TO CALL PUT THE PHONEBOOK IN A BOTTLE AND I SENT IT DOWN THE CASPIAN SEA DREAMED IT WAS FOUND IN THE ARTIC BY AN ESKIMO DRESSED IN FLEECE PUT MY HEAD TO THE SOIL AND I CLING TO THE FRACTURE I DID TO MY RIBS WHEN I DARED TO BE SWALLOWED BY THE AMBITION OF A RATTLESNAKE AND I COULD JUST ON AND ON AND DREAM AND DREAM DREAM PUT MY HEAD TO SLEEP
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On Marija
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I RAN NEXT TO GIRLS IN PERFUME YOU WORE IF MY MEMORY SERVES ME IT WAS DURING THE SECOND COLD WAR THOUGH THE SMELL NEVER FADES I STILL CAN'T SUSTAIN FROM SUCH SWEETNESS OF LILAC BUT IT'S MOSTLY GUNFIRE MY HEART DOES TELL ME THAT IT'S MOSTLY DESIRE BUT MY MUSCLES THINK IT'S TIED UP VIOLENCE MARIJA PULLS THREAD FROM HER MOUTH FOR A SET OF CURTAIN FOR OUR HOUSE SO THAT WE MAY LIVE IN PRIVATE OUR DISTANCE IS KEPT THROUGH THE FEVER SHE ACQUIRED WHERE I SEND HER LETTERS AND DECONGESTANTS BY THE HOUR MY HEART DOES TELL ME THAT IT'S MOSTLY A WASTE OF TIME BUT MY MUSCLES DO THINGS THAT I NEVER HAD IN MIND
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St. Mary of the Snow
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DEAR SOCIETY OF ST. MARY OF THE SNOW I WAS HIT LAST NIGHT WITH A POCKETFUL OF GUM I WALKED HOME IN THE SNOW AND I FORGOT MY COAT I GOT DIRTY LOOKS FROM EVERY SCARF-WEARING WHORE BOY YOU'RE GONNA FREEZE IF YOU DON'T START TO EAT SO DON'T PASS THIS OFF AS ANOTHER ONE OF MY JOKES IT'S BEST TO CONSIDER WEATHER WHEN YOU'RE CHOOSING YOUR CLOTHES WHISPERED MARIJA TO ME IN THE BASEMENT WHEN SHE BEGAN TO TAKE OFF HER FUR IT WAS A CEREMONY OF A SNOWFLAKE NEEDLESS TO SAY IT WAS SHORT BUT I CAN STILL REMEMBER IT CLEARLY JUST LIKE THE DAY I WAS BORN WHERE THE TASTE IN MY MOUTH WAS ON THE TIP OF MY TONGUE BUT I COULD NEVER SAY IT AS CLEARLY AS WHEN SHE BEGAN TO FILL MY MOUTH WITH WORDS SHE SAT ME DOWN AT THE TABLE SHE HAD SET AND SHE PASSED THE BIRD SAID IT'S GREAT WITH GUNPOWDER AND AFTER WE WERE DONE THERE WERE EXPLOSIONS WHEN SHE BURPED DEAR SOCIETY OF ST. MARY OF THE SNOW I WRITE THIS FROM A HOSPITAL BED THAT I FOUND ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD IT WAS ALL A DREAM OR SO SAID THE FOX-HEADED NURSE WHEN SHE SMEARED LIPSTICK ACROSS MY CHEST WHEN SHE BEGAN TO SMELL FOR MY HEART YOU'D BETTER GET SOME SLEEP IF YOU EVER WANNA DREAM AND ALL MY FRIENDS DO AGREE YOU SHOULD NEVER CHOOSE POISON AS YOUR DRINK
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Just Ask Lorelei
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TO STEP ON A NAIL IS A KIND OF CRUCIFIXION WHEN YOU SAIL AWAY WITH YOUR FIANCE THE SEA IN THE MORNING I WAS STUNNED BY THE SEAGULLS IN THE EVENING MOONLIGHT GETS THE BEST OF ME LIKE LEAVING WITHOUT AN UMBRELLA IS ASKING FOR AN EMERGENCY WHEN WHAT WE GOT HERE ARE STORM CLOUDS WITHOUT AMPHETAMINES WHAT WE GOT IS A ROPE LADDER WHEN WE CAN REALLY USE A STRING MY HEAD'S BEEN MESSED UP FOR SOME TIME NOW BUT I BLAME THE FACTORY I'D HAVE YOU ASK LORELEI BUT YOU JUST MISSED HER YOU CAN PROBABLY CATCH HER NEXT SPRING IN THE PRIME OF MY LIFE I WAS AGILE TRAIN-LIKE AND BRIMMING WITH SPEED WHEN I MET YOU I CAME IN ON HORSEBACK WHEN YOU LEFT ME I KIND OF LOST MY FEET SO I LEAVE THE HOUSE IN MY PAJAMAS IN SEARCH OF SOME KIND OF THERAPY BECAUSE ALL WE GOT IS A BREAKDOWN OF OUR GRAMMATOLOGY WHAT WE HAD WAS LOUD AND NERVOUS AND IT SHOULDN'T HAVE EVEN MADE A PEEP MY HEAD'S BEEN STUCK ON SEMANTICS SINCE I LEFT UNIVERSITY JUST ASK LORELEI SHE'S IN THE KITCHEN BUT IT TURNS OUT SHE'S WITH COMPANY
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THIS IS NOT TO SAY THAT I'M NOT TO BLAME YOUR CHRISTMAS CARD IS IN THE MAIL BUT I REFUSED TO SIGN MY FATHER'S NAME REMEMBER THAT TIME LAST MAY WHEN I WAS THROWN FROM THE TRAIN I LOST MY TEETH AND MY WATCH AND TIME MELTS AWAY BUT PLEASE KNOW I SEND MY REGARDS IN THE FORM OF A PAPER AIRPLANE AND SHOULD THE METEOROLOGISTS BE RIGHT FOR A CHANGE THEN MY WORDS WILL BLEED FROM THE PLANE AND REACH YOUR DOOR EMPTY AS YOU PRAY IT'S FROM THE GARBAGE MAN WHO'S BEEN CLEANING UP MY MESS FOR SO LONG BUT NOW HE'S UNEMPLOYED PLEASE WISH ME LUCK TONIGHT AS I ROLL THE DICE AND DREAM OF SNAKE EYES AND YOU AND A STOCK MARKET RISE
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