Haunted Light
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Zerbaijan
It’s the edge of night and my eyes hurt Too much heavy looking and breathing at the world On this chaotic day of rest and wonder and all torn asunder I dream in comatose fits Mind flashes of impossible places But then there I am Crawling around in it like an animal with flammable fingers… 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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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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Champagne Goblins
I had deviled the salads for far too long when the clock struck negative one. A perplexing complex of half octave nog ran amuck in the rosary room where the group had gathered to monotonously pray to a virgin. The egg sandwich shop across the street was blazing orange, and the sign outside depicted a large… Continue reading
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Broken
Broken window puffs off the path. The dander of anger shaken from the tree limbs of devastating life. What being am I? Where do I exist? The red clam-colored house in the woods. Ancient two-story architecture. Humble seeds scattered upon the portico. Hazy windows with shadows inside. A bandolier of broken trees, broken dreams, broken… Continue reading
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Sun Bones
A red sunset is hanging in the sky A warm blotter of heat love Hanging on a hook in space, my thunder Talking to me about motion, heartbeats, time moving Like machines under the earth Your heartbeat tastes like chocolate Melting down my red bones and blue sky Love is but a moment Beneath those… Continue reading
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The Scarlet Sea
I pointed a .45 at my reflection in the sea pulled the trigger and started to bleed She came up behind me Wrapped her arms around me and whispered We spend our whole lives, going out of our minds I looked at my rippled, red reflection in the salty water Saw her face, came to… Continue reading
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The Blue Villa
I ordered two kitchen sinks because I’m crazy. They’re for my blue pastel villa in Italy. The blue is cerulean and at night reflects the yellow light of the outside lamps in shapes resembling swaths of butter pads. It’s a reclusive place that sits near the water. It’s two levels with a walkway leading up… Continue reading
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Hotel Hectic
I sat on the corner of Hectic Street and Blasphemy Lane, waiting, swamped in the neon gasses of Hotel Hectic and purely beyond, and checking my watch every two minutes and wondering if your train has arrived or if you just said “fuck it, love is a waste of my taste.” And I evaporate near… 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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