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The Scattering
Anything that takes effort I back away from. Everything is overwhelming. Breathing is overwhelming. These persistent thoughts are overwhelming. I can’t talk. I’m like an inanimate object, a cubicle clown at an abandoned arcade from the 80s. The wind rolls through the electric canals, trash strewn on the currents, dust from the desert mountains, memories… Continue reading
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Reality Doesn’t Sell
The eye of the glossy tender Am I merely a revenant spirit To cast glows of comatose Leopard skin lies Dandelions adrift to an island Sanctimonious prayers over the smokestack Puffs of passion The smell of it Raspberry licorice In the glass case at the candy shop Where the man with the plastic hand works… Continue reading
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This Mortal Coil Corridor
Etching dreams now I make my own wounds In the bar until dawn Strangers abound Scattered among the tables Pool sticks stabbing at pool balls The unmistakable smack Upon the green carpet I am weary of life But still I march This mortal coil corridor I sail the seas Of this misshapen world Odd heads,… Continue reading
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The Fortune Teller Etching
There’s a wasp in my coffee And I’m as agitated as a washing machine This ridiculous world around me The scale of incompetence Grating on this pure rawness of life Splinters of myself splintering Will dignity ever be restored Will existence not always be fear My mind trembles in the morning As the news of… Continue reading
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Reckless, Breathless, Deathless
I see colors Rainbows of bread Rye red Oat alabaster Wheat tangerine Pumpernickel papaya Now I’m walking along the lakeshore My presence sometimes aches My world is blue, but a good blue some days And my world is white, a soft white, like cloth I’m walking outside The Cold Harbor Resort My room is blue… Continue reading
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Uber Amorika
I took an Uber to downtown Reykjavik on a Friday night The guy’s car was like a spaceship inside I just had to leave Amorika The sick nation The ignorant nation The blind nation The nation of ludicrously inept leadership A leader… Can’t say leader A president… Can’t say president A human being… Definitely can’t… Continue reading
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Blue Sky Gravity Heart
Outside it looks like spring in winter My woman is in my bed sleeping Blonde hair peeking out from beneath the covers The blue of the sky tastes like Wisconsin That place I lived and laughed and got damaged in so long ago Fifty years later… Lottery tickets askew on my desk An empty coffee… 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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Light To The Gray
Beehive morning Cold, gray, wet Remembering stars still spinning Dreams in deadlock I just can’t recall the colors or the shapes Somehow something about my mother again And her crucifixion for an innocent life Cold coffee on the desk Cold air through the window Cold skin Cold bones Wife sleeping in the background We churn… Continue reading
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