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By Paul Vincent Andrews your dreams become a porn movie deranged thoughts worse than Satan’s gyn center, the Doc himself asks you “staying above water in this” “had to buy a snorkel” you’re back in the brown, red, and pink strange pimply flesh, and the razor burn God’s sounds the alarm you luck into Terry [...]

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The Tie

By Paul Vincent Andrews my tie and I do not dance through desktop days, and managerial afternoons we do not skip to lunch, he lies limp at a quarter to eight (pm) an unused lighting rod made of Chinese silk, with Monet imprint and hope and hell waiting for final stand the cleaners its untied [...]

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