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	<title>Week of 04/14/08</title>
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		<title>Bay-tree</title>
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		<description>draft</description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Cats with Opposed Thumbs, Chalices of Mucus, and Several other Oddities to Avoid Whilst Poeting</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>But most of all</title>
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		<description>draft 3</description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Cats with Opposed Thumbs, Chalices of Mucus, and Several other Oddities to Avoid Whilst Poeting</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>less than a pinpoint</title>
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		<description>draft</description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Cats with Opposed Thumbs, Chalices of Mucus, and Several other Oddities to Avoid Whilst Poeting</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Monkeys Unite!</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8259-monkeys-unite</link>
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		<description>Am i the only one disturbed by Calooh's lemur avatar?</description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Just a Nastey Journal</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-30-just-a-nastey-journal#comments</comments>
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		<title>open letter to my mortal coil</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8273-open-letter-to-my-mortal-coil</link>
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		<description>draft</description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Cats with Opposed Thumbs, Chalices of Mucus, and Several other Oddities to Avoid Whilst Poeting</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>the idea of my own death</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8275-the-idea-of-my-own-death</link>
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		<description>draft 2</description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Cats with Opposed Thumbs, Chalices of Mucus, and Several other Oddities to Avoid Whilst Poeting</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Keep Yourself Inside</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8237-keep-yourself-inside</link>
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		<description>Waiting for the Fall</description>
		<dc:creator>Icarus Iscariot</dc:creator>
		<category>Icarus Iscariot &amp;amp; His Battles With Windmills</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Sep 2008 05:45:26 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Awake for Days.</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8299-awake-for-days.</link>
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		<description>I'm afraid if I fall asleep my body won't have the stength to wake up again</description>
		<dc:creator>Icarus Iscariot</dc:creator>
		<category>Forums</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Sep 2008 04:47:08 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-12-forums#comments</comments>
		<slash:comments>4</slash:comments>
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		<title>Doctor Pepper and Lucky Strikes</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8244-doctor-pepper-and-lucky-strikes</link>
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		<description> On the road each night we air    

our grievances the passing days.  

through cigarettes, what is said there   

amongst the travelers will stay. 



Doctor Pepper and Lucky Strikes:   

a midnight trek now commonplace    

work now in tandem, for a price; 

how savory the lingered taste.    



On failing engines bet our lives,    

Choked in clouds misspend our prime    

and fuel addictions on the drive:    

Taurine, nicotine and time-    

    

a drug itself: the thieving clock.    

It levels all by its own course.    

The death knell of its ticking talk    

speaks volumes yet goes never hoarse.    

    

    

(So one more measure shall we pour,    

a glass we raise in company.    

The sun shines on no closd door;    

we share a drink with thee.)     ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael Mission Harris</dc:creator>
		<category>Synapse: Michael Mission Harris</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Sep 2008 13:30:08 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Madrigal Misery Tour</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8222-madrigal-misery-tour</link>
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		<description> Modified - again</description>
		<dc:creator>aphasic</dc:creator>
		<category>Monkey sperm</category>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 23:36:36 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-534-monkey-sperm#comments</comments>
		<slash:comments>20</slash:comments>
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		<title>This Is Me</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8272-this-is-me</link>
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		<description>Hello to any reader (and I hope there may be one or two) I live in England and I write purely on an amateur basis. I am early retired living with my wife in the heart of the Cotswolds a countryside area in England.Have a small self published booklet containing verse of Love and nature pursuits. This Poem really is my interpretation of me. Take care. Dave</description>
		<dc:creator>moordykspot</dc:creator>
		<category>Poetry</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 04 May 2008 13:02:03 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-576-poetry#comments</comments>
		<slash:comments>6</slash:comments>
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		<title>Surfing Under the Influence</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8255-surfing-under-the-influence</link>
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		<description>I forget this guy's name, but it was about someone on DMV...can anyone figure it out?</description>
		<dc:creator>Michael Mission Harris</dc:creator>
		<category>Synapse: Michael Mission Harris</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 18:57:20 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-159-synapse-michael-mission-harris#comments</comments>
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		<title>The Compass</title>
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		<description>    We should stop wanting this;  pretended point of reference,  we don't/can't share.  With hunger, love spoons round  diverging lines.      Last night's  miscalculated sum,  thoughtlessly tossed in the air  by intimate euphoria,  costing the life  of some unnamed road,  which I must now  rename and move.     My eyes   survey each horizon's   heartless spine,  I hear/think birds   that fly from me,   by estimated latitudes,  wings opening   dark maps imprecisely,   like an empty hand.     There are no marks   made to misdirect  your passion's kiss,  just dark boundarys, sketchings  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Celticlion</dc:creator>
		<category>Poetry</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Apr 2008 08:42:35 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-566-poetry#comments</comments>
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		<title>Trashy Crepe Myrtle</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8308-trashy-crepe-myrtle</link>
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		<description>     Myrtle,  you done got gussied up good  in that scandalous shade  of magenta-  or is it some whore's hue  I can't recognise?  Lord, have mercy!    You are one slut of a tree.  Arching this way 'n' that,  like a cat trying to scratch an itch  she's pretending she can't reach,  limbs naked to the hips  where you ruffle all hot pink  and wink at every lecherous  bumblebee who buzzes by.    My, oh, my!  Myrtle,  can't you see them filthy minded  Pine trees crouching down  with sticky green needles  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Celticlion</dc:creator>
		<category>Loom</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 21:12:29 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-579-loom#comments</comments>
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		<title>Apology to a Denny's Waitress</title>
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		<description>I don't have  the time to makemore money, to    spend it here, or    to buy food.   I'm sorry I don't    leave large tips,    or buy the whole menu,   but I can't.   I do what I can    to help, I'm not the only one  in a rough spot.        However,    at the moment, I'm    hard-pressed to    keep my own shit together.        Until such a time      that I can support    even myself,    I hope    this poem will suffice    from me to you         As much as      strangers can    understand   eachother,      -Mike Tousignant</description>
		<dc:creator>Michael Mission Harris</dc:creator>
		<category>Synapse: Michael Mission Harris</category>
		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 19:02:20 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>My She</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8291-my-she</link>
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		<description>Interminably Consternation</description>
		<dc:creator>Mosquitobyte</dc:creator>
		<category>MosquitoBytes Volume 05: Interjaculate Love - 2005</category>
		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 13:51:58 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Stale Rant</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8300-stale-rant</link>
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		<description> - the clue is in Le Tit</description>
		<dc:creator>aphasic</dc:creator>
		<category>Monkey sperm</category>
		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 13:06:58 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>The Ballykelly Road</title>
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		<description>We were all gob and smart-arsed wit 
that night on the Ballykelly road -
full of banter and “craic” - our boozy nucleus 
energised the car's interior. 

Some dance-hall miles-back, 
where no-one “pulled”, was shrugged-off -
a last laugh in wind shivering shirts, 
then car-doors slamming out the dark. 

It was a black road in full-beam: 
cat's eyes, and road-kill; 
the lit passing of hedgerow and cow parsley 
peripheral to our snug revelry. 

Their mad over-take was glancing - 
a sudden flood in the rear-view mirror
then a veering arc of passing headlamps 
out-running our swearing afterburn. 

What I recall is the whirligig 
of red brake-lights, cart-wheeling 
in darkness - a rotary of red dots 
circling the lane's unseen axis; 

then you all shock and sudden business 
in the back, shouting &quot;get out&quot; 
during our cautious slowing approach - 
and a snap of black air outside; 

a blurred sense of the hard road, 
and the hard luck of any night 
under the cold stars' erratic scatter; 
but you tuned into this high-wire act - 

knife-edged, quickened in head-light, 
all concern, commanding presence, 
advising, assessing, updating 
newly hailed arrivals at the scene. 

I knew one, though all at odds 
with recognition in this dicey blackness. 
She joined our supportive gestures, 
kneeling over the nearest spilled body 

splayed supine, cut-faced 
grimacing intermittent moans  - 
we voiced our group futility;
gave assurances &quot;help was on its way&quot;. 

I recall an incongruous Lancashire accent 
mouthing half-conscious confusion - 
some off-duty soldier on a tour of duty 
lying face-up on the BallyKelly road -

his and our discontinued night 
snap-shut to a cold close - and later
random gusts somewhere in the dark 
buffeting our departure in blind billows.




  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>u668857</dc:creator>
		<category>The Personal Space of  U668857</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Apr 2008 21:59:09 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-449-the-personal-space-of-u668857#comments</comments>
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		<title>Chaotic String Theory</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8294-chaotic-string-theory</link>
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		<description>The strings vibrate,and the electric pulse flows and vibes giving a warming electron glow, like the mists after the big bang.

The pulse continues on through the unnatural circuitry of man, maybe sounding organic,maybe buzzing like bees trappedinside a giant brown blender.

Waves burst forth buzz-saw like,cutting through cones,washing the crowd in revelationand in pinched squealing, cuttingthrough as electric nails on chalkboard.

Emotive energy peaks and breaksin sharp ninths, rebounding off the walls and dying, trailingaway as harsh demons with wailing banshee overtones.

Falling and disappear intothe bodies and sink awayuntil the ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Joe R</dc:creator>
		<category>DMV Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Apr 2008 21:53:37 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Tea Time in North Cambridge</title>
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		<description>Steam rises from a cup of Barry’s tea,the sink is full of the day’s dishes,yorkshire pudding still scents the airmingled with the smell of burned gaslike many old Cambridge apartments.    She inhales the tannic scent whilethe radio squawks a thick brogue andgrand children run about the yard.At half of five, their Mum calls them in.She smiles proudly at her husband,happy for the company and thrilledthat they are here, in a welcoming land</description>
		<dc:creator>Joe R</dc:creator>
		<category>DMV Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 23:53:58 GMT</pubDate>
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