March 2026
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Desolation Ra
Dusk casts a copper-scented glow The passing on the paneled facade gently burns Memories on construction paper taped to the wall Desolation speaks in whispers The hour where time stands still The sun is an orange disc like Ra Then sinks into a death-yellow horizon Sipping darker colors moment to moment Until night finally falls Continue reading
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The Forever Fly
A Mach One goblin of green by the name of Edward Groovy sits in a city diner and looks out at the rain as he thinks about loneliness and all the fragments of his life. There were the days when he installed carpet, drank on the job, daydreamed of faraway places that can only be… Continue reading
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The Alcohol Dream Ghost
I was getting hazily crazily drunk in a dream A Sunday afternoon nap was the proper portal Someone was on my butt about it, trying to stop me The being was some kind of a woman One who cared, one who loved perhaps One who followed, one who nagged even so But then I absorbed… Continue reading
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Cliff Ass
He goes into his bedroom, crawls into the bed, and takes a nap. There is a dream of a rigid street, a neon and black hotel bar with a large window gazing out onto the world, the lighted stage, all the unreal. He’s the only one there for now. The pumped-in music is instrumental and… Continue reading
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South Somewhere Else Street
Endless time on endless roads God’s crows sweep the sky Death black against orange It looks like Halloween Even though today Is the day of green Follow the green brick road To Isolation City A stark, brutalized McDonald’s Out in the overgrown forest That used to be the edge of town The Burbs Where the… Continue reading
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The Green Brick Road
Flittering filth and glass lenses. The dais waits under fuzzy white light. The podium is propped. The whole of the stage is green. The audience whispers of ghost sightings and Christmas cookies on a white plate with a red and green design. A glass of milk gently shakes; a ripple forms across the top of… Continue reading
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God is High
A gay rain pitters upon the earth As bombs play death on the other side of the world These new wars poppin’ fresh like muffins Madmen too afraid to face their foes So send the kid from the ghetto To fight your frivolous fights Unleash the money missiles To ring the gongs of death Billions… Continue reading
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