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Herman Shorts

Herman Shorts

cool it

cool this angst some

with beer, amazing

how it works, three in

and suddenly ashamed

that i could hate

everything so much.

(2013)

thank humanity for beer, if nothing else whatsoever.

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we are nearly always a world which almost

leaning into it

leaning into, not against it. no, decidedly for, yes, always that, no matter

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circumsized heart

of the things that make me become better only music is unlike surgery

if you enjoy this pain, all expressions of it, being here compiled, then, yes enjoy them, but

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when (finally) we meet

when (finally) we meet I’m thinking spring wildflowers will bloom on high

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simple fail, no malice aforethought

lie still. be quiet. please understand what happens so, next time

those things on the cave wall

just remember we are so much more than words. shadows are beautiful too but let’s not

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i could not conceive of such beauty, it had to hit me like it has. nothing

now, I’m no Bukowski but my friends who don’t like poet… except his stuff, tell me they like mine, and I can drink like a drinking machine

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you are guilty of failing to love and understand me, like a dog is guilty of failing to speak or use

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it by wasn't the told of so

life and even one good thing– anything, a course in wonders becomes? no school, thanks not for me. no lesson one so likes declaring to find itself legs. no

the nature of the enemy

if i stub my fucking toe it’s their fault so say i, and who could argue? you almost

liking to say things, all kinds of things, mostly about the way things seem

webwomb’s not the maker of me. came into it as falling is done. down, only always

that's what she said

man, it’s hard to come down from impossible hopes seemingly