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Secos
03:17
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The barker told the children clearly every night, “Stay close to your mothers. The show could get scary.” But this night he had a fever and wanted to lay down and he thought maybe he wasn’t talking about now, in proximity, but about later––how to stay warm, dry. Secos.
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Cliff House Kids
02:59
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This is what I heard of
Possibly Paraguay
Bluffs on the right side
Wooden and Victorian
Each angle out of square
Hung on the cliff side
Families in their routine
Hanging from the same ropes
Laughing when their hair is blown
Dusty, hot, high desert
Cliff house kids
Is it for an audience?
Seems like we’re out of place
Cameras turned the wrong way
Helmet, harness
No way
Cliff house kids
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American Food
04:20
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We have seen the man who wades to his knees along Mill Creek in secret.
Tightly bunched and folded along his neck was a finely knotted net of simply fishing line.
So tedious, it must have taken weeks, powered by American Food.
At home they have the sea but all the competition. In Tennessee there’s neither.
I’m sure we startled him. Rocks tied along the edges for weight––his grandfather’s trick.
He must have come from the future.
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Feral Fruits
04:18
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Nectarines are a little too tough. Such a great idea, though. I prefer the mush of the peach, hot on the side of the road. Hundreds of flavors, millions of shades, just for a dollar or two.
I get so hungry when I wake up, anything will do. Best time to try something I hate.
There’s a sweat bee on my finger. Seems to be a friend. Flies away and comes right back again. Little stinger. Little wings. Little tiny things to make a baby cry.
Peach and apple. Back and forth. Nectarines are a little too tough.
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For Zero Donelson
03:43
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Any way to make that cleaner, clearer, more concise?
Cleaner, Clearer, More Concise
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Patient
How can I be when all I hear are your calls for me?
Patient
You’re all I wanted.
You’re all I wanted but you make me crazy.
Patient
I know you’re fragile.
Do you realize I am, too?
Patient
I’m gonna need you.
Will you take me with you?
Patient
You’re all I wanted.
You are my girl, but you make me crazy.
Will you take me with you?
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Sugar `73
03:51
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Merry Christmas, Sugar
I Love You
I Love You, Sugar
I Love You, Sugar
Love You
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The Wired Remote
04:55
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Color, sound, snow, salt, ignores
Takes the air, the breath with it, fastidious
Lost track of the smell, so funny, yeehaw, funny funny
Angry recovers, elated recovers
Loves but forgets the lowland grandmother
The wired remote
Woof woof woof hey
What’s the score? How much time? Who’s the new girl?
Heavy, barreling, clean
Polite stylish dedicated covers the weathered neck
Color sound snow salt
Ignores takes the air the breath with it
Flattered, almost recovers
Loves but forgets the lowland grandmother
Forgets the soft, the medium,
The old magazine sleeve, the child’s telephone
The wired remote
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Gosh Again
03:40
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Why did it start? A nurturing instinct.
An only child. Me with two big brothers and no one to talk back to.
A rite for both of us.
A mass email about wedding plans. The most boring thing imaginable.
You’d think something is the matter with me.
Almost two decades worth. Gosh again.
Blackout. Gosh.
Almost two decades worth. Gosh again.
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