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Let me tell you how I love thee. Let me preach it on street corners; screaming kisses at a crowd of strangers, crazy-eyed and insane with joy. I will wear rags borrowed from the rubbish bins, I will eat air and drink dreams; I will starve and spend all the money that I beg or steal on roses for you. I will carve my love into park-benches and the insides of dead phone-boxes. Filling all the forgotten places with your name. I will write poems for you. Let me breathe my words down the spines of books, causing the very pages to shiver. Allow me to sing to the sleeping stones and serenade the unborn seeds with promises of my affection, I beseec

I am the Sandman. I drop soft bombs. Graphite bombs. Viva le revolucion? No. Vive le reve. I am the Sandman, And this is the season For spring playing autumn for articles Of clothing, falling. I dream of a thousand and one night stand, Of holding your vertebrae like a rosary. Lighting you up like a flesh and bone votive. The revolution is dead, love Give up the fight. Let yourself be suffocated by cinnamon, Called to sleep by the police siren song. This is heavy metal in Baghdad. This is a lullaby for every speedfreak Sung by a choir of exploding lightbulbs. The filaments burn bright and scream soprano. Wake up and live t

I wish my grandmother were still alive So I could ask her What the news was like Before everyone owned a gun and a pit bull. I'm watching a rare human interest story. They finally built a trampoline Under the Golden Gate bridge. The rubber is made from recycled erasers, Lest we forget where we came from. The story fades to commercial For snake oil and psychiatry like civil war surgery Prozac princesses receiving chemical lobotomies and Ten thousand dollars in dental work Just to maintain a smile that never gets used. Just to look good on the side of that milk carton. They put the anorexic ones on pints of skim, Statistics of s