Bare feet fall on dirty floors.
Voices press against strange doors.
Nothing in this body and this house work to well.
Leaky
about your car, fixable definitely
we'll make it graceful again like
This is the way I see it:
You're only here for
Summer basement in the hall,
(I'll) ignore the phone if
In Silver Lake two sunsets veil
ten techniques to make the
Give me illness. Give me weakness. Give me
All you poems and the Freedom Suite
and comment cards
The fan sounds like the voices of someone watching TV.
As
Leave Franklin Street,
where we all used to sleep.
Some
If I undressed you in the day, would you still
There's an afternoon plan.
There's a nap in the
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