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Don't Talk About Fight Club (but poems...)Revolutions in our midst: Durden blessed as Durden kissed escapades from the edge. Whilst moved by Rally’s Chopper Wielding club. Wielding gown. Wielding pink to unite waggish crowds. A hit. A break. The clarity of glass shattered Indiscriminate balls smacked deep Into culture. Into mist. Paper Street philosophy, laughter, and a kiss from Durden’s bliss to fight sorrow’s apathy. A fight for instinct. A fight for life, a fight to be who we are today. Without boundaries, inhibitions, cages, or plights. Durden’s cultured hug. Durden’s cultured kiss. Amused our mind by bullet, by gun, by cheek, and by tongue. Now what the fucks that other guy’s name? Tyler’s alter ego . . . Something, something, clown.
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