The Guiding Principles for the Care and Use of Purposes

The Guiding Principles for the Care and Use of Purposes
shall be read together to form the
Guidelines
Reduction
Replacement
Production
Principles offer
d in the care
of Institution’s
Investigators, Staff and other persons
involved in the current use
d and relevant laws
to self-regulate and
use
pain perception
chronic response
stimuli
manifest
as observable
acts of inducing
whatever name called
grounds
body or person
proposes
interference
by deliberately
varying degrees of severity
or series of related
consideration by
demonstration of knowledge
for the purposes of teaching
procedures
used to reduce
indigenous or otherwise
matters to be considered
due consideration
weighed against the potential
effects on the
precision stricken
protected by a
dependent on the length of time
in an aesthetically intriguing
variety of appearances
among those that chew
beyond edibility
and threaten
shorebound surf beginners
in scattered locations
throughout Southcentral Alaska
merged
in a deeply flawed system
of strange anomalies
confusing
in degrees of
so very clear
related questions
of these reminders
being absorbed and used
in simplicity
reunited inadvertently.

take a pack of wolves

take two nights
and call it a single dark morning

take two halos
bend them a little
add a touch of red paint
and lies
and they become horns

take a haven’t got a clue
and give it a mystery to solve
and a big reward at the end
and you’ll have a warehouse
of false leads gathering dust

take a good idea
to fast around the curve
and autopsy will show
that it was a bad idea after all

take an list of excuses
for what could go wrong
reverse them
and you have either the true possibilities
or false optimism

take a plan to stop
and keep going
and see what happens
and if you can’t stop going
stick to the original plan

take a beautiful dive into
an empty pool
and no one will remember
the graceful perfection of the dive

take a pack of wolves
and ask them to guard the sheep
and there’s no oath in the world
that can guarantee you won’t
have a pile of bones by morning

my little my

finger flashing
saying
it goes from aching
low to high

linger splashing
splaying
it grows a part from
sky to sky

it goes and aches away
it comes in calls and fades
it hums to drum parades
it makes its trades in blades

so comes in new and
numbs to old
so ran about and
all washed-out
so easily an easeled
art
so greedily a sealed in
start

to ends they’re flashing
swaying
from hello love
goodbye

finger playing
splashing
we’ll grow apart
my little my –

pails by the puddles

we’ve got pails by the puddles
we’ve got books by the bale
we’ve got bails by the bottle
we’ve got valleys by the vale

we’ve got soup by the sauce
we’ve got culture by the Cage
we’ve got hours by the hands
we’ve got roars by the rage

we’ve got crews by the creek
we’ve got shots by the shoot
we’ve got works by the wind
we’ve got blisters by the boot

we’ve got lists by the loaf
we’ve got yearns by the years
we’ve got puppies by the pounds
we’ve got echos by the ears

we’ve got students by the slice
we’ve got styles by the school
we’ve got sorties by the squadron
we’ve got strings by the spool

we’ve got programs by the practice
we’ve got pumps by the priming
we’ve got progress by the halting
we’ve got ticks by the timing

we’ve got horses by the harness
we’ve got frames by the fit
we’ve got concepts by the coldness
we’ve got stains by the shit

we’ve got fish by the fountain
we’ve got schedules by the station
we’ve got losses by the losers
we’ve got wars by the nation

we’ve got verbs by the vat
we’ve got typos by the ears
we’ve got nouns by the nose
we’ve got frights by the fears

we’ve got fluids by the flow
we’ve got statements by the sentence
we’ve got grooves by the gorge
we’ve got apes by the apprentice

we’ve got fixation by the focus
we’ve got trains by the squeaks
we’ve got turbulence by the ton
we’ve got “far out”s by the freaks

we’ve got sins by the saints
we’ve got crocs by the crock
we’ve got gulls by the garbage
we’ve got lulled by the lock

we’ve got polls by the pouch
we’ve got perch by the poach
we’ve got tripwires by the perimeter
we’ve got asps by the approach

we’ve got tales by the teller
we’ve got shorn by the stories
we’ve got horns by the holy
we’ve got goats by the glories

we’ve got tears by the tantrums
we’ve got awards by the attainment
we’ve got suits by the rack
we’ve got rectors by the rainment

we’ve got priests by the pardon
we’ve got bishops by the box
we’ve got lies by the letters
we’ve got prayers by the pox

we’ve got sideshows by the stages
we’ve got buttons by the basket
we’ve got geeks by the genes
we’ve got corpses by the casket

Down Long Avenues

as you’re going
to the rubber farm
some Friday fine day
promise against

you’re shutters flutter
and yarn arms tangle
as furls strike curls against the sky

some Friday find day
wonder why

some Friday go ‘way
hop the fence

in kneels the seas

in the districts
in on the outs odd bound
or binding vine
grew pruned a bit today
in crude amazement
through a though a tough thought touched this thing

and thin he dances
sings of the sun
these naughts
sod-stantial
startles

needs nor pleased
shawls warrants beens
barrens sands
shined shells to please

down done these thistle beens
the knees
hand dulls dun down
in kneels the seas

a building of doors

no rooms
in
a
building
of
doors
nor floors
just doom
a ruining run
just swings
a’wishing
want
and never
the right one

notions rosed

the hear the repeat rephrased
to arms
they’re motions
witches
their potions praised

to bear the good wait reposed
to seas
they’re oceans
doctors
their notions rosed

to wear the red rune redrawn
to walls
they’re quotients
sinners
devotions gone

what’s left of the rain

lots lots
lots lost
lots less
let’s let
the mish mash
the sash swish
have a drink to
regrets
have a glass on the
house
as it sinks in the
sand
and pour what’s
left
of the rain
from hand
to hand
to hand

call nearby attractions

senior management
laws surround
the weather
has improved
because delays
are very likely
here’s a
napkin
to carry
an extra set of clothes and
and
a British roadblock
to strong growth in visit
or nights spent
changes to fuel
many more good proposals than there
are
high tech
white colors
“grey” (my hair color)
color isn’t really paint
nor is it a Rembrandt
committing horrible crimes
flying into the elites
on some occasions
evinced
improved measures to combat
a commitment to
coherence
in a
stepping stone
your thinking
shifts
to “get away”
for a walk
call
nearby attractions
for roadside assistance

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