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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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Dying is Expensive

… But let’s take our kid to the park and have a great time. Let’s play in the grass and smile about it. Let’s laugh and be happy that even in death this world buries us in more debt. These people shouldn’t be having a good time; they should be depicted as being crushed with… Continue reading
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The Chainsaw Banana

Pull up a chair beside a tall window overlooking a city bathed in the bruised light of neon midnight and smoke a bowl. Be out of orbit and swim in senseless gravity. Go into the kitchen naked, open the refrigerator, and be in deep thought. Let the glow inside the icebox be your mantra. Pick… Continue reading
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Red Toast

Red toast and tequila in a dust storm on the far reaches of some blown out city in the desolate west. Liplock, Tejas. The land of dirt and death. Treeless scrapes and scars. Pitchforks, boredom. Hot houses and hay fires. HP butterheads play Roman soldiers. The sun is relentless. The decay is precious and accepted.… 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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Madman Hands

I’m tired But I can’t shut down Too much stimulation Via stillness My eyes want to close But the hands of my mind keep them open They tug from the bottom and push up Like those rattling security doors stores in malls have A blanket of metal, a cage To protect all the holy products… Continue reading
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Prayers and Chants

Organ dusters gathered in the church And some day that piece of paper Will be yellowed and fragile An atlas of Heaven Burned at the edges Cupped by a dais The stained-glass story looks on Colors like crayons They talk to each other They want to kill what is good And praise all that is… Continue reading
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Canned Rabbit Magic 6

“Why are we letting a small group of stupid ass morons decide how we live?” Serena asked as she walked outside with Reverend Savior. The sun was bright. The sky was endless blue. She stopped and spread her arms outward to the entire world. “It’s nothing but a society of brainless idiots out there.” The… Continue reading
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Rathskeller

At the break of dawn the world is the color of a yellow and green ghost all the madness comes rushing into my head thoughts running wild the worries of the womb the rebel, the raven, the rathskeller the rock star of love But I must confess, star people and surely, I am not alone… Continue reading
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Pharmacy Phrustration

Author’s Note: I have an ongoing personal battle with my local Walgreens store, and it’s recently boiled over into a volcano of emotions and so I have penned a letter to spill the lava within me and help release some of my feelings and this is what I present here: From: Valued Customer #399745RG43 Dear… Continue reading
