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Herman Shorts

Herman Shorts

nice place

god is unwelcome
in suburbia, the cells
are too comfortable
there, & love rests
best under stars.
tell me, again
how nice
things are
there where
nothing is ever
shattered properly
& nothing grows but lawns,
boredom & the dread of death.

(2014)

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he got to die

finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center
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ideally, a metaphor captures it

love me past the edges, stances and masks, deeper than i know things.
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Deathwatch Live!

a few hundred million dying days later he emerges into crazy
someone said, be desireless

we were all talking, things taking shape as they do, when someone said, be desireless, like that is at all a thing people
Foundational Concept Entirely Horseshit

yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
I imagined a scene, conspiratorial

I just felt what I think I’ll feel always, once we’ve finally met, and share this cool space, like an open secr… It felt like all my favorite songs…
for me

i love you for the doubt you show me still possible in this body where you show me
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beer garden

I will meet you in the open air, & pet your pony’s nose. You will be
 1
i feel pretty

the very idea that i could be
authority problem

root it out the tiny bit left that says someone’s in charge not you. don’t let it live
reflections

reflecting on the moment before, would be useful only were it not already perfect.
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About People and Things

I love how you talk Down to everyone In your poems Which, unlike fiction Are not covered
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people, mostly all

people, mostly all barely beyond apes, cannot be trusted. they are incapable of caring
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reboot

just start over not so much like anything was particularly
solipsist's first date

excuse me, i thought you were also the center of a fractal



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