Category: Love Stories
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The Pot Pie Wonder Wall
His apartment is high and made of glass. He looks over the pinpricks, the massive cluster of skyscrapers. All is quiet inside. All is chaos outside. Black smoke rises. Spots of flickering orange mark the fires. There are swarms of people crushing forth toward the barricades. The questionable neighborhoods are cut off from the rest Read more
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Starless
I am starless, spotless, as I lie out beneath this tattered universe ceiling thinking only of you… I hear your heartbeat beside me, how it rattles against my cage in the deepest dark of night to soothe me like a clock, where only dreams exist to escape, to wake to the sun and your beautiful Read more
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The Hotel Room
There is a dark hotel room, and the butter hearts of paradise dawn come rushing through like maniac bullets. There is her beating heart, living beside me in dreams of blue, majestic light, somewhere out far in desert kiss of red. I look up at the nondescript ceiling. Bumps of white now muted in the Read more
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The Scarlet Sea
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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 Read more
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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 Read more
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The Bad Butcher
He woke up to the sound of the maddening leaves. The sun was croaking forth. He had slept in the woods because of a fight with his wife the night before. He had nowhere else to go. She was mad at him because he had quit his job as a butcher. He hated being a Read more
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Vulturic Acid
A committee of vultures Gathered in a place of half-frozen winter grass and crooked black trees Dropping acid in a cemetery Dancing on the dead Skeleton bones beneath the road Seen in moon-green x-rays Rage Against the Machine Seeping up from the hallowed hollows One named Ray Has a distant head Breaks off from the Read more
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Mandarin and Bergamot
Sunlight splashes through the windows The bottles of pink grapefruit and mandarin bergamot soda Throw shadows across the white tablecloth The ice cubes float there like glaciers Flares of white and ocean blue We’re having lunch on the 11th floor in Oslo Fancy menu, fancy place Quiet, not many other people there Some soft talking Read more
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I Have Her
The stars smell like Play-Doh tonight. It must be the encroaching rain or swarm of plastic angels bearing false prophets. She is my Manitou blue-eyed peace prophet. One of the best feelings I ever had in my guts, there at the postcard spinner in some kitsch moccasin shoppe with the rubber Native American drums and Read more
CEREAL AFTER SEX 