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We always reveal the truth about ourselves despite ourselves.
          - Elizabeth Bishop

Earwormed . . . Every 1's A Winner . . .
Frances Ha, yes? . . .
Boredom's deliberate silence taxidermied . . .
And so we have Emily's It remained / with me . . .
Crossing state lines in waybackmachine.org . . .
Long hairs running cliches . . .
Stone(d) cold dead . . .
Once upon a time in classical music . . .
But the hunger remains . . . and is HUGE! . . .
The contrast cranked up . . .
Sans clues . . .
Quickly, the remote . . .
Buzzword Soup? . . .
Another radical bibliophile set adrift . . .
On Black Saturday . . .
OK, I'll pinch that, she said . . . and proceeded to disrobe . . .
In full view . . . of no one . . .

Paulina Otylie Surys

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But then the question of promiscuity . . .
Costumed for easy access . . .
That drum majorette is out of line . . .
Unwind on cue, yes? . . .
Reviewing dailies, again? . . .
Assuming the position . . . I'm cognizant of the repercussions . . .
Trying to think positively here . . .
I can't help it . . .
This time . . . or the last . . .
Which is it, maestro? . . .
There was just too much riding on it . . .
That should do it . . . for today . . .
Tomorrow, we'll take a look at alternatives . . .

Deborah Turbeville

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You step out of Dr. Caligari's cabinet
and into the transcendentalism of Silicon Valley . . .
Why the copy of Stuart Brand's Access To Tools? . . .
Beef cattle punctuate the landscape . . .
Items bought online perfunctorily . . .
The stars and stripes . . .
Inbred across workbenches . . .
All recorded on acetate . . . now The Cloud . . .
You remember the midnight ride of Paul Revere . . .
The mental gymnastics of Steve Wozniak . . . the two Steves . . .
Did you think it would all crumble? . . .
Along with Shelley's Ozymandias? . . .
Two roads still diverge in a yellow wood
despite Joyce Carol Oates . . .
Yes, go on . . .
Christmas morning . . . and You Are There . . .
With Walter Cronkite? . . .
He too was known to occasionally come undone . . . off camera . . .
Not unlike dear Mister Rogers . . .
It's a beautiful day . . . in the neighborhood . . .
Indeed . . .
Backstage Jim Henson spirited away by Christian Scientists . . .
Is That All There Is? . . .
Eartha Kitt? . . .
No, Peggy Lee . . . Eartha Kitt is "All I Want Is All There Is and Then Some" . . .
Oh . . . Wait, I've got only one bar here . . .
Advance the tape, please . . .
Ah ha, enter stage left, Beckett's wearish old man, Krapp . . .
Ha ha ha! . . . Excremental tweets! . . .
I lay down across her . . . We lay there without moving . . .
But under us all moved, and moved us . . .
Claire's Knee, Knife in the Water, L'Avventura . . .
Get back on track . . . you still owe me a paper on Giacomo Leopardi . . .
I'll take the Incomplete . . .

The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari (1920)

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What is there to say about a life of images? . . .
Carting around images . . .
Cropped images . . .
Fair images . . .
You know . . . accurate representations . . .
The graininess . . . the stolen glances . . . the exists . . . the en-trances . . .
Coming off looking lily white . . .
Especially with the sound of the wind . . .
But what of the great love stories of the past . . . present . . . future? . . .
Much of their greatness derived from strictures? . . .
Works of fiction, yes? . . .

Deborah Turbeville

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I have to see a thing a thousand times before I see it once.
          - Thomas Wolfe, You Can't Go Home Again

Before you know it you'll be re-rutted . . .
And using comprise in a sentence . . .
Why bother hitching a ride back home? . . .
You can't go home again . . . not again . . .
This time take it one day at a time . . .
I was flabbergasted by the number of choices in the condiment aisle . . .
I had to re-set my counter . . .
There are days when it all seems backwards . . .
Or at least . . . nevermind . . .
Regardless, ride it out . . .

Deborah Turbeville

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Too many (themes?) withheld . . . or forgotten . . .
Like you wanted the password . . .
In good company . . .
Isn't that how it goes? . . .
Withheld before taxes . . .
Walking out because you know the unknown . . .
And the attendant trials and trails . . .
Happy trails to you . . . until we meet again . . .
It makes me want to laugh . . . or cry . . .
Toggling your image . . . in a snowstorm . . .
Toggling your image . . . in a snowglobe . . .
Are you ready for the season opener? . . .
Switchbacks are fun . . . sometimes . . .
Toggling through switchbacks . . .
Especially now with your credentials . . .
The opening scene was obscene . . .
My popcorn popped . . .
It's good to be asked to leave . . .
Dear Diary . . .
The first time I scrolled through the profiles . . . I skipped yours . . .
Despite its seductiveness . . . its general good nature . . .
Seems as if we could revisit it . . .
Re-shoot it . . .
Would that sit well with you? . . .
Would it make a difference? . . .

Sarolta Ban

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Something about the accumulation of exchanges . . .
The stifling  accumulation of exchanges . . .
Trying to rekindle exchanges . . . but why? . . .
Trigger points for happy sad good bad love hate . . .
I follow the dotted lines . . . get quizzical looks . . .
I've gotten them before . . .
Boxfuls . . .
No rhyme or reason? . . .
No expectations? . . .
Yeah, right! . . .
Look where we are now, Ms. No Expectations! . . .
Anything you say . . . can and will be used against you . . .
Retractions make for exciting bedfellows . . .
Ya think? . . .
Read through the entire script . . . then decide . . .
We both know snow is on the way . . .

Deborah Turbeville

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Parrots parrot my thoughts . . . ruffle their feathers . . .
Ask if I've paid my dues . . .
I knew I should have passed . . .
I need to cut back . . .
Is there a better word for indifference? . . .
It just seems to go on and on . . .
Well, at least there's time left on the meter . . .
Freud's Pleasure Principle is anything but . . .
Over the top? . . .
I try to immerse myself in chores . . .
To your gloved hand . . . fondly . . .
Is counter-transference an option? . . .
OK, so I wanted to read about your cutting-edge indiscretions . . .
Do you have a problem with that? . . .
Why should he/she have all the fun? . . .

Martina Hoogland Ivanow

Man-Hole-Girl-Man-Hole

I brought my ghost to your man-hole. You were costumed, and being ogled by an ejaculator, who lost it when you measured him with your tongue. You took him home with Japanese on your motorcycle. He loved the miso, and licked your crayons into dawn. You asked him to jumpstart your new job. He opened wide, rang your bell, turned on the Super 8. The stream buffered. Your legs grew. The ogler and I stared as your therapist's transference lucked into your green mannequins.