Month: February 2025
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The Cigarette Lady
What is wrong with me, I wonder. There is this desert of thought. Dry sand blown by the wind tossed about all whimsical and deceitful. It moves like purple gravy in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now. I think I may have forgotten how to write in cursive. No one uses it anymore. Everything is Read more
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Acid Throat
Wind and rain Pain of insane Windmills clucking The flat, green Netherlands Catastrophic rainbows Exploding on the edge of time Acid traveling up my body A morning jolt of burn Dropping from a dream And startled into reality Light through the curtains Thunder pounding the walls The rain has subsided Like the nervous acid traveling Read more
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Jalapeno French Toast
I was in some village in Georgia The buildings were of white brick with black trim The luscious homes of the neighborhood so enviable People were casually milling about Momentarily enjoying their lives Talking, laughing, smiling Swinging shopping bags with materialistic glee But then the people were frantically scattering There was a great change about, Read more
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Laramie, Italy
Blue house, yellow sky, black tree Stone walls, unruly brush, goldenrods The sun is round and colored a deep orange Like in a crayon picture The house has a red door and a red tiled roof I think I am in Italy Or I suppose it could be anywhere And everywhere Like my own personal Read more
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The City Dream
I was in Los Angeles again I could tell by the sky That dome-like bubble The smog Making the world feel smaller than it really was And the smell The ocean swirled with pollution I was walking Trapped within the arteries That flow and glow 4,700 square miles to pulse through And I saw the Read more
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Labyrinth Milk Rinse (2)
“I can make anything happen. There are no restraints,” I said aloud to myself as I drove my car down to Chillicothe. I talk to myself a lot. All those inner notes and thoughts just leaking out all the time. I go to Chillicothe because there’s an old bookstore downtown. I like to go in Read more
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This Warm Noc
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I am nothing this noc A rare disturbance A human coil of turmoil No one ever loved They just whipped A human cigarette butt Burned up Tossed away I feel like a blank page No words to scratch Just crooked lines to scribble Blood-spent quill Scratching emptiness Yet a rage inside To be comatose In Read more
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Canned Rabbit Magic 9
When Paul awoke, he was just above the tree line and sitting in a scramble of rocks. He was surrounded by mountains. The air was bluish-white and crisp and smelled clean. He could hear it move. When he looked down, he saw the town of Chandelier, Idaho snuggled up in the valley floor miles away. Read more
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Snakes and Stripes
I had a dream that I got bitten by a snake Down in the Chicago rail system That shining silver cacophony of teeth and steel The people and the lights The sounds and the smells of uncivilized civilization Life hustling there Love bustling somewhere high up Fast, out of control We’re out of control Us Read more
CEREAL AFTER SEX 