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Feeling a bit off lately. I've been thinking a lot about how workshop went last week and wanting to turn something in that, I guess, they think is good or what they are "looking for." Yet, most of me resents this. So, I'm putting a poem on here that I likely won't turn in (at least not this week... might not turn anything in. I'm really fried).

Some Notices

1. 1.Charred men slowly exchange a bowl of water.

2. 2. A baker squeezes parchment out of a purple cow intestine.

3. 3. Gray typewriters catapult into recycle bins adjacent to the Hudson on a bright winter morning.

4. 4. Raw sewage in soufflé dishes, topped wi –

5. 5. I walked up a long, gradual hill last night – paved all the way (some fresh, mostly old and knowledgeable), challenged by crumbling sidewalks – in pain: I ingested fast food quick enough that nothing remained of my 4 piece nuggests and chicken sandwich by the time I parked the car (e.t.a. from restaurant = 3 minutes).

6. 6. Ancient Communists take up Vaudeville for an afternoon.

7. 7. Wooo! Free Fatty Acids!

8. 8. This is a car battery; it will be your husband.

9. 9. 9,