Aaron Echoes August
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Voided Orange Old Goat
Out in the Southwest I was Terracotta patio four stories high Two black metal chairs Black metal table Void of an ashtray Void of an ice-cold drink colored lime green Void of a second person Void of a robot companion There’s a view upon the valley of red rock thorns Thick towers of sandstone polished… Continue reading
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Canned Rabbit Magic 6
“Why are we letting a small group of stupid ass morons decide how we live?” Serena asked as she walked outside with Reverend Savior. The sun was bright. The sky was endless blue. She stopped and spread her arms outward to the entire world. “It’s nothing but a society of brainless idiots out there.” The… Continue reading
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Canned Rabbit Magic 5
Morning cracked open like a hopeful universal egg as the rabbit emerged from under the house. The air was wrapped up in a spring chill. Everything seemed dripping wet. He was no longer inside a can; he broke out and could now unleash himself upon the world. When he stood, he looked more like an… Continue reading
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I Will Be With You Again
U2 is trudging through a snowy landscape in Sweden in December 1982 They’re pissed off about WAR As we all should be… except for the profiteers They love it Spilled blood and ruined lives make for a fine portfolio Gold polished and kissed raw beneath a thunderstorm of guts Enough of that sickening stuff The… Continue reading
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Ding Dong Dumb
I sit down at the table and sip my morning coffee. The house is still as space, except for that ever-present hum of the refrigerator and the wandering movements of the dust through sunlight. I’m thinking about rapid-cycling madness this morning and how it has transformed my life. It’s nothing serious, mind you, it comes… Continue reading
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Canned Rabbit Magic 4
The men returned to the house early the next morning, cold and unrested. Sarrah was in the kitchen brewing a pot of coffee and cooking eggs and bacon. The house was filled with the smell of it, like a greasy café on a busy Sunday morning in a lost western town in Idaho. Sarrah turned… Continue reading
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Canned Rabbit Magic 3
Sarrah remained at the window as the others madly ran about looking for Paul in other places of the house. They didn’t know all the things she knew. They couldn’t feel it deep in their guts and loins. How could they? There was no connection there. Not like her and Paul had. Again, she questioned… Continue reading
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Mass Hole of Burden
On a train Looking out a window As some other world goes rushing by Then I remember How a coffee shop smells How a hospital smells How one of those old-time Kmart stores smells The popcorn and the floor wax Cheap clothes and plastic Saddened people There’s some metallic kiddie ride outside of the store… Continue reading
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Canned Rabbit Magic 2
Serena sat on a grassy knoll overlooking a meandering stream of cool water. She smoked a cigarette and thought about life. “Ignorant dullards the lot of them,” she said aloud to herself. She tossed the burning butt into the stream and watched it bob and weave its way to another place and time. “That’s polluting,”… Continue reading
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Canned Rabbit Magic 1
The strangest thing the Peppercorn family had there on the eating table was the canned rabbit. The label was pink and depicted a small cerulean-blue rabbit frolicking through a field of psychedelic Easter eggs from outer space. There were also two baskets filled to the brim with Easter eggs, colorful, impeccably decorated. It could easily… Continue reading
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