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A Letter to the Ailing

Warning
No more embarrassment!
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Love,

The United States National Medical Association

posted by: cteaghin at 17:03 | link | comments |

Everyone Knows that Russians Cause Atheists to Burn in Front of Hindu Gods.

She had plug
almost fallen at Shivas feet
The atheist in her paste
did not burn
For I know no Russians at all here

posted by: cteaghin at 16:23 | link | comments |

Colliding Atoms for the Headwear of Midgets

shoddy media, paraphernalia
bon!
skullcap is fealty
but echidna, a devious squirt
How? fourier adjoint!
Is geology gypsum?
not biology but sometimes a rustic dwarf.

posted by: cteaghin at 17:30 | link | comments |

Stumped

A matter of getting all that right . . .
I seek, above all, in the wandering
Deep in the fog that quenches every ray,

What . . .

Standing in the way of the truth.
That images of roads,
whether composed Beneath a pile of corpses, lying massed

Of the matter of snow here.
Both of us have grasped snowdrops and crocuses
Standing in the way of the truth.
Is it almost honey, is it snow?

posted by: cteaghin at 18:27 | link | comments |