The Ladder
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#1261 | Like two months or any of them. The trees are like the sea. And that is how I'm kind to them. Flag that never thinks of me. _ |
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#1262 | I'm back in town. So I'm back on ice. So maybe I'll brunch once or twice. How much does that hurt, being nice? Oh I don't know. Well perhaps a slice. _ |
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#1263 | Two tenants discussing door to 5th floor's railless baloney. Resulting in fearful one hanging by string. Sleep long hours and rest before peace. Our war against auto-correct begins. _ |
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#1264 | Man with deformed arm. On cloud not-reaching down for luck. Busy-river hung sideways. Mature-Woman not reaching up. _ |
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#1265 | House guest with hands in pockets. Stepping forward too shy-to-say. Roses are the same you know. Adding stealth that way. _ |
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#1266 | The hands of man and woman. Exchanging fishbone keys. Front of house lasting only. Both sides with mailbox-bees. _ |
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#1267 | Man in dark in his apartment. Pretending that he's a lamp. Woman inspecting ashtrays. To see if he is a champ. _ |
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#1268 | A Bird supplying saliva. An elephant being-shocked. By electricity from a theatre. Turning away unwatched. _ |
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#1269 | A d-list hollywood actor, retrieving pizza. With a plastic hat; coat and spine. Under bleachers, during filming-breaks. And plastic badge that reads "offline". _ |
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#1270 | A man and woman, with zero expressions. And-no place to go. A lightbulb hiding a man's lips. And wires on shoulders glow. _ |
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#1271 | Mean lips saying, (super-closeup). Your passport is no use to me. Lawn chair on the head of bed. Many-ships on-wavy-sea. _ |
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#1272 | Attractiveness like the wryless kiss. Steers the heart as a full deck of cards. How I would miss your tenderness. If the jokers were shore'n in shards. _ |
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#1273 | A doctor wearing a-tuxedo. At bus station disproving claims. Measuring the distance, of a patient. From the walls and stains. _ |
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#1274 | And abandoned derelict boats. Such a certified goodbye. As she walks she-walks. All yes-alone's we buy. _ |
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#1275 | If I'm ever, there, I'll get into that! It's the only thing I cannot find. So all I'm doing Now is getting ready. To get into some art school crime. _ |
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#1276 | You can check it out almost everywhere now. And soon it will be going everywhere else. I'm building a slower world for troubles. There it's done, my little shelf. _ |
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#1277 | Like the seashell wears the ocean. Beholding the sand has ears. Knowing that fame needs no talents. Only volunteers. _ |
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#1278 | The power to change the tv channel. Is far more powerful than that. How like cold metal among magnets. To dream ah but choose the act. _ |
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#1279 | I was going to go out today. But changes kept me in. I'm sure I don't need a wisp of sway. So raging river wins. _ |
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#1280 | As "pro man" feeds on his last dime. And turns the key over to the next astute. As "unemployable man" then looks around. His new diet finds another. Endless truth. _ |
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#1281 | We tried to, read, it out loud at noon. But there's, absolutely no one in this town. There! It's gone! And somehow it lights up this frown. _ |
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#1282 | What on earth is this word calm. A tornado would have to ask. It is a mystery I can't explain. Would say the window glass. _ |
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#1283 | Word trappings. "Anaconda" is in the clear. If she gets too tired; "Boundaries". Then go around her Fear. _ |
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#1284 | Weird what good. You'll have ten minutes-here. Let me talk to him. There are reminders every-where. _ |
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#1285 | You'd like a man "using" complete sentences? Well I guess that's why-you work for pay. Frame me! Frame me! I love you! Gift wrap it then? Yes words are so-hard to say. _ |
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#1286 | A mattress, better off than it's family; Looking for who else has a ticket-dream. If there's any-viewing all those monitors. That's the last of it; (too much yarn to scream). _ |
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#1287 | Paris on a cozy. Point to the nearest far. Lantern mine for prosy. Rhymes "steeping" how deep that jar. _ |
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#1288 | Lecture nuts and Pumpkin why. Elephant trunks entwine. Beneath above between aware. I was thinking about that Lime. _ |
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#1289 | One hundred steps? Karen where are you? If you do the math I'm nine. The strongest wind blowing out of those candles. The accidental rose for your sublime. _ |
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#1290 | I could have gone while you were. Brushing your hair. But you cannot make me go. But that is rich. So I'll go ahead. Now if only I could zero no. _ |
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