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Beak
Beak And then she tells you that the coldest place is a heart. Not one of those ice hotels or expeditions where men bury pick axes in scapula but the chamber place with its ego
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Basement - Mcmanaman and Span
Basement Don’t leave me alone with Bjork, she is catching on the doorframe she is singing from under the carpet she is chalking the windows white. I am click-kicking the door
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bring your own punctuation
Bring your own punctuation Aqua pack your lungs with syntax the season is upon us, the editors under their desks faces blot covered with jotter pads and in-trays and ambition.
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Sputting
Sputting And if you are sick in your own mouth a little what does it matter – if you spit it off bridges aiming for the feeling females.
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Mark your calendars
Mark your calendars Come gravediggers! Find us something beautiful to mark out and call at morning that this is a yawp, that this is a naming.
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