Thursday

The true meaning of Hamlet:

Don't do anything for money.

Shut up, Dad.

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Art-far
's yr results-balloon,

Emotional Boat ride
napkins o'er the sky

a tree's pains taken
commutes tearing by

Out pops a skull.

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There are two things each American is born with.

Chroubles is one thing.

Jreams is the other thing.

(fake Englifh--

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TOTAL happymander
token of grief
Graft

smarted the singer
like a rock in the throat,
no notes.

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The notes!
'Em standized, just so,
pret-a-porter

like a public?, tight genes, O bread-
crumbs soaked
in jreams, set spinning
in tears: Hey Proclub,
what the fuck,

I broke up.

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Sore taxonomology
O, my dictionary

(Into the studio.

On faculty.

Off to the war then.)

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