unemployed
let down by friends
feel so low that not even
masturbation is appealing
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unemployed let down by friends feel so low that not even masturbation is appealing who feels gypped after a drunk fuck? only the guy in the next apartment over listening to it through the walls while he can’t sleep. up worrying about every little problem that ever flashed across his path because he can’t grip it in his hands. squeeze those problems around the neck until the head just flops under its own unconscious weight. let the [...] One-Night Stands, Three-Day Benders, and the Occasional Violent Assault: The paul harrison InterviewWIN a signed copy of paul harrison’s meet me at gethsemane (mulla mulla press, 2011)! To enter the drawing, leave one (1) comment at the end of this blogpost feature. Comment must include a poem–your own poem or any poem you like–and your name. Bots are not eligible. Deadline: Thursday, March 17, 2011, 11:59 PM, [...] This is brought to you by the same fellas who ran Contemporary Press of the famed “Danger City” series and “How to Blow Everything to Pieces.” Awkward is their new venture, a mass market paperback thematic anthology; #2′s theme is brevity. There’s a lot to like in this installment, besides my own piece, of course. I [...] I know, I know, poetry is boring, hard to understand and full of words that don’t make complete [...] Where is their hive and why did you settle for mechanized translation back and forth as intentional language. There is something to two bodies in a room, working in parallel. We were no less careful than I have been with anyone else (and I have been with…) The desire to be born works its way back and spills over the rim of the condom. If through carelessness I could remake [...] |
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