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16 Silly Love Songs Kiss “Well of course” she says “of course your missives gusted like tumble weeds across the ghost town of my life, you fucking slob, you big fat nerve.” Then she sweetly cuts a melon down the middle & takes the dripping red chunks out to the garden, the one full of food, flowers & guests. Riding Shotgun Down the Avalanche “Faster” she kept saying, “much farther & faster.” The sunflower soared & cast no shadow. The anomaly of the anemone that never came up. “More” she would chant, like a warrior, like a pony given the green light to a cloven foot, tail forked & spinning the wigged air. “Harder” she spat, than lava much later, the impenetrable core of anything cooled beyond cold. “Tastier” she kept saying, “much further & tastier.” ...

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