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	<description>A collection of Deletion poetry</description>
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		<title>The White Baron</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 14:35:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A white baron dumped On open ground. Cruising on Meds. The Vicar, winner take All. Stretching rivers. Look After yourself. Ring master — Turn the phrase. Barn Full of bones. Keep In touch! An indefinitely ongoing Situation. Fight. Strangle. Shoot. Current revolving truth: Full stop. This is a Loser’s fate. Piecing It together. Fully clothed [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=65poetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9829314&amp;post=255&amp;subd=65poetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Eye and The Widow — An Ode To Zuhayr Bin Abi Salma</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 14:34:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Security or ashlar — did not say. Non-yielding pheasants figural the house as if it affianced regularization. Wrist tattoo. The eye and the widows walk anorexia. The mandril rise from each model — stood out from the argument after twenty. Pelaiah knew the house just after the defacer of cartage: Demons in the caldron and [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=65poetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9829314&amp;post=252&amp;subd=65poetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>I Can Kill You And Then You’ll Die</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 02:23:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I can kill you, and then you’ll die. I can take you wherever you want to go. I am waiting to see. I am outside your window. I am the dither and the reluctant. I am the atmosphere, the knickknacks, the brass knuckles. I am something for them: Churches, volunteers, cigarettes and handouts. I am [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=65poetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9829314&amp;post=249&amp;subd=65poetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Rare Earths – A Handbook</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 00:28:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This work, made for personal use is allowed and made available through global rights, i.e., obtaining permission — wishing to derive tables of contents for internal circulations, circumambulations and — all responsibility is assumed by user negligence, or rapid advances in particular independent diagnoses. § First Edition § Marc Manley Cryogenic Laboratory, Faculty of Rare [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=65poetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9829314&amp;post=247&amp;subd=65poetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>UnStilted For the Masses</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 20:40:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[1 + 1 = 2 2 + 2 = 4 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 4 Sorry.  That would be getting clever again. 1 + 1 = 2 2 + 2 = 4 Anything above this, the legs get wobbly. Posted in Poetry Poetry<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=65poetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9829314&amp;post=244&amp;subd=65poetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Temporary Friends</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 22:45:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Good evening, buddy.” He said good evening. He said I was his buddy. It was the first time we met in a college restroom. Two shoulder bags and one in the hand. “Hey. How’s it going?” He went right out the door. My friend. Left. I don’t think I’m his buddy anymore. Posted in Poetry [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=65poetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9829314&amp;post=243&amp;subd=65poetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Stilted Prose of Chickens</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 02:33:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Cluck cluck cluck cluck cluck cluck. Cluck cluck cluck cluck. Cluck cluck. Cluck cluck; Cluck cluck cluck cluck. Cluck: cluck cluck cluck cluck. Cluck cluck cluck cluck. Cluck — cluck. The nerve. Posted in Poetry Poetry<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=65poetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9829314&amp;post=241&amp;subd=65poetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Sidearm of Cairo</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 16:28:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[assigned to foreign diplomat either suppressed by being and other poets posts put under house arrest any outside opposition was removed by sending the sidearm of cairo — participants to concentration camps. case:in:point — such as the dreaded one, nasser, whom in the torah general najieb had used, as a figurehead, because of his respectability [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=65poetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9829314&amp;post=237&amp;subd=65poetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Layman&#8217;s Guide To Cognitive Dissonance In Ninety Nine Words</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 02:25:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Postexperimental ratings of they read dealt &#8212; Landry Gives specific common type of prejudice, justifies the Have to make: Characteristics in the taking place without Seligman &#8212; David just&#8230; why do psychologists, To men, and death, penalty&#8217;s deterrent Philostratus&#8217; Heroikos where Once our brains experience these predictions, Rotton found that Other&#8217;s intentions must one view [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=65poetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9829314&amp;post=233&amp;subd=65poetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Rocket Number Nine</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 22:26:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Mentioning was in bloom — Venus’ Fall was prolonged by black Existence. A unique fiction of Scientific vacations. Fourth Dimensions and all aboard! Feelings no longer count. All Tall Negros lift their voices — Across a hundred arguments, barred Windows and cafes rest and Relaxation maintained laughter — A showering of solemn tones. Second stop [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=65poetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9829314&amp;post=235&amp;subd=65poetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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