Category: Other Places
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Nothing in this head but letters to the dead The hollow hell of yellow hills I berate the dirt and uranium trails The travelers wail Sitting by a fire in the drunken woods Blue-white flames pierce the black of night Then on the beach On the shores of the Gulf…
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I feel like loose wires blasting Electric impulses heavenward My skin is shaky I want to run, but I can’t move I start to do something Then I stop My thoughts fall flat My attention span spans a second My nerves are cut open, exposed Noise sends me stratospheric Aggravated…
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I was the man beyond the veil, and I was upside down in sunlight, so it seemed. A crystal-clear river of icicle vibes sparkled in that light to my left. A grassland to my right. Broken people with backpacks and real live monkeys on their shoulders wandered through traffic unaware…
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+ 500 or Less, Astrophysics, Creative Writing, Ethereal, Experimental, Flash, Flash Fiction, Other Places+
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The rose bushes are plummeting upward My baby-blue sick guts Calculating out the time In a warp, a bend Of space all nonsense Geranium machines Rattling off methodical defense Bullet showers in the windows Curtain calls Charm and sun and blood The euphoric day of another world Take me to…
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Doesn’t that look lonely That orange, muddled horizon Two cars at the Americana Motel The yellow brick and brown doors Square, curtained windows A jagged neon sign Black circles and yellow arrows A lonely smear of bruised sky One that makes the heart swell And the soul inflate Broken people…
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+ 500 or Less, Creative Writing, Death and Life, Eerie, Flash, Other Places, Poetry, Travel, Western+
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CEREAL AFTER SEX 