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sea_wall
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werewolf
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The house stands past the ice plants beyond the beach
on the first solid ground.
he sets dinner down on the kitchen table,
which is adorned with one wrought purple flower -
pickled herring on saltine crackers.
he is a man of such careless contradictions now.
he looks out the now empty greenhouse window,
to the sea, where backspray from each rolling
wave gives a prickly crown to each possibility
the sea offers that day.
Full and frank bearded he talks to himself
about his wife, having always the final say,
as he guts catfish, the occasional salmon,
which he hadn't the gall to fish for
during her life.
At dusk he walks on the uneven sands
of the beach and casts his eyes
on the young and young couples
who pass him like exuberant gulls,
trying to catch them in their prime.
at night he makes the unmade bed
and crawls in.
it was in the center of the room,
but is now against the wall -
so that past midnight
as the night sea blue
starts to leak and blur,
there is a cool wall to cover
him baylike -
something solid to exist against
until in waves he's taken away.
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dipperwell
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kisses werewolf
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060801
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ever dumbening
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The house stands past the ice plants beyond the beach
on the first solid ground.
he sets dinner down on the kitchen table,
which is adorned with one wrought purple flower -
pickled herring on saltine crackers.
he is a man of such careless contradictions now.
he looks out the now empty greenhouse window,
to the sea, where backspray from each rolling
wave gives a prickly crown to each possibility
the sea offers that day.
Full and frank bearded he talks to himself
about his wife, having always the final say,
as he guts catfish, the occasional salmon,
which he hadn't the gall to fish for
during her life.
At dusk he walks on the uneven sands
of the beach and casts his eyes
on the young and young couples
who pass him like exuberant gulls,
trying to catch them in their prime.
at night he makes the unmade bed
and crawls in.
it was in the center of the room,
but is now against the wall -
so that past midnight
as the night sea blue
starts to leak and blur,
there is a cool wall to cover
him baylike -
something solid to exist against
until in waves he's taken away.
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060801
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ever dumbening
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... waiting
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060801
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ever dumbening
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... and waiting
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060801
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ever dumbening
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damn, i thought i could get dipperwell to kiss me too.
grrr.
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060801
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stork daddy
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oh you rascal.
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060802
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werewolf
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and thank you dipperwell.
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060802
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dipperwell
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kisses werewolf
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060802
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dipperwell
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(ha ha ha)
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060802
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ever dumbening
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ambles away, 47% sulky.
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060802
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dipperwell
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I'm sorry baby, I just can't reward plagiarism!
shrugs
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werewolf
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awww. but if you only were at his art show, you'd kiss him too. and my heart overflows for you dipperwell, by the way.
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