Free-Range Verse
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Empire of the Sun
The sad, the hopes, the fear that runs through the veins causing me to shake like a young leaf in Autumn. The rattle of the heart on the Continue reading
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Mindless
Jesus passed her a joint as they sat on a bench in a golden-green park like Oz far up in Heaven Continue reading
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Call of the Balls
I enjoy the smell of blue Play-Doh, it reminds me of childhood wounds Continue reading
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Spaceship Gravy
The sky was black most of the day because the sun went and hid behind the world. It was something like Winter Solstice and the world was tipping over like a bucket of paint, a deep red spilling making a big wet mess on the universe. Our lives are universal, and we need to find… Continue reading
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RAMSHAMBLED AMMUNITION
And love is but a trickle in this RAMSHAMBLED river of love, the armies of men keep marching upon the bones of memories under the grass, shot out of cannons, cloud seed ashes billowing and giving the puff of life when all falls down the stairs and justice can’t see straight, and idiot babies cower… Continue reading
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Celsius 150
The pit burns, hurts, the thinking of no reason, no need, no purpose, no peace, no rest, never rest, just a raw nerve constantly exposed to the other infatuation, the memory lust crawled upon far back in the head, the knowing, the pink deception, being merely a mule set to drop in a sweltering field… Continue reading
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Wallflowers of Chemistry
You invented lovelike dragons spit firethe longing when you are gone,is an immediate reactionI’m drawn to your eyesI’m drawn to the night the full vibrato of darknessthe stars splashed so randomly across the universewe can touch them if we try Candles melt away so quickly herethis otherworld, this neverwhereWe are a collision of chemistrywrapped in… Continue reading
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Sun of Dirt
Why is this world so dirty?why are the lumps playing King?I look around, look aroundcan’t see anythingcan’t avert my eyesto all the splashes of filththat survive Dirty walls and dirty streetsa laundromat full of dirty sheetsstained with all those lovers’ dreamshelpless infants, toddlers toodrinking from dirty bottleswith their dirty little mouthswet with the slobberof an… Continue reading
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Beyond a Shadow of a Lemon
It be catastrophic ink Hand-held jubilee in Sicily Heart ripped Via raw meat grinder Downtown high school The high bums making their way In cascading light and atrophy Train whistle kid runs I bus tables at some Italian joint Dirty head ware Lomticks of lowly paycheck curse the bank Stirring spaghetti sauce with hair drenched… Continue reading
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