Description: Disobedience A Scarf of Bitter Water (July 30-October 6,1995) Change the Forms in Dreams What''s Suppressed Sun Is Very Near Hot and Buttockslike I Suppose This Is All a Lefthand Path Where Is the Babylonian Meter with Its Lovely Caesura? Circorpse Help Me Corpus Sagrada The Islanders Remember That There Are No Women and No Men Red Fish Enuma Elish The Forest/Swamp/Gorge/Alp Hotel Lana Turner at Versailles "You" ". . . I Thought She Was Going to Be a Ghost Story" Just Under Skin of Left Leg "Have Made Earth as the Mirror of Heaven" Left Side Liberation from E The Strike (October 7-December 18, 1995) Dante''s Ass a Noble Prize Particle Doll There Isn''t Much to Do If You Aren''t Geology And Still No Story, How Will You Know When It''s Over? More of the Assholes of Giants Rita, a Red Rose, Hates Her Clothes An Impeccable Sexism I Mean an Elegant Idea or Procedure Haunts the Stars Breaking the Sound Barrier The Morbid Managers Are Serving Trays of Charnel Flesh The Big Slip on the Dead Woman Is Pink Dancing into the Shadows of the Hideous Future City We Don''t Think So During This Strike White Rice Words Are the Means of Exchange Seems to Be Heading for Mexico Being with People a Cliche Eating Dinner In the Motherless, Homogenized and E-Epistolary Shit, Fire, and Crystal (December 19, 1995-March 9, 1996) Breaking an Unsound Barrier . . . The Veil Is, Like, Sexism or Is It Like It Being Wiggy Exposing My Breasts So You''ll In That Room, In That Time, But Later You Cover All the Windows with Your Manuscript Pages Will Die and Die in So Many Ways, as Professional and Cultural Entity Do I Have to Be Mad Now Later and Always Lost the Plumbing Lost My Story Good Oh Put Some Obscenely Concrete Nouns Back in Your Poems Healthy and Foolish the Mainstream Stars of Kneejerk Joy and Despair May Win the Future It''s Dumb to Be a Member of a Dominant Species People Could Live in This Town, They Don''t But I''m Going To My Hair Is Terribly Dirty and the Dress Looks Drab Meet Me at La Chapelle for Some More Salami But My Real Dreams Are Objective (Objects Made of Me by the Secret) Don''t Give Me Drovel, Give Me a Shovel (Popular Poem) Open-Stomach Woman Leveling (March 10, 1996-June 17, 1996) I Know You''ll Make Fun of the Clothes the Magi Are Wearing Crowded into a Breathless Bubble of Bad Thinking Our Poem the World Owned by a Few Coming Down the Spiral Almanac Staircase Could I Ever Share a Tableau with Miss January''s Murderers? Echoes the Past Fucks Me Over and Over In Any Movie Whatsoever, in Order to Be Working Actors Do You Want to Be Excellent an A Actress No Not That Either We Should All Live Like Rocks in a Flat Field Everyone''s out After Some Emotional Action Seen the Whale-Skate and Seen a Tomb Keep Going Down to the Tomb Not That Person Anymore, Mitch Being Ever Fainter Four Scarves and a Lion (June 18, 1996-August 28, 1996) Have I Been Here Before Is Something Unfamiliar There Was Also Valium in the Drink, Placed There by Two Other People I Don''t Have Sympathy We''re Equals Pouring Rain No Love from the Weather Except in My Dream Roaring Being a Given, My Roaring''s a Given The Lines Fall Away Sometimes The Subterranean Senses Are Already There in New Air Remember the Station with No Name Further Figuration of My Regressive Backash Don''t Think That Thought It Will Poison This Moment The Longest Vampiric History Vs. the Soul Please Don''t Anyone Save My Life Passim Lion A New Hairdo The Chaplet on the Donkey''s Head: Both Keep Dissolving The One Thousand Arms of Poking and Pinching Love The Usual and the Most Tenuous of Goodbyes

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