Category: Story Poem
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Wind and rain Pain of insane Windmills clucking The flat, green Netherlands Catastrophic rainbows Exploding on the edge of time Acid traveling up my body A morning jolt of burn Dropping from a dream And startled into reality Light through the curtains Thunder pounding the walls The rain has subsided…
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Blue house, yellow sky, black tree Stone walls, unruly brush, goldenrods The sun is round and colored a deep orange Like in a crayon picture The house has a red door and a red tiled roof I think I am in Italy Or I suppose it could be anywhere And…
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I was in Los Angeles again I could tell by the sky That dome-like bubble The smog Making the world feel smaller than it really was And the smell The ocean swirled with pollution I was walking Trapped within the arteries That flow and glow 4,700 square miles to pulse…
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Out in the Southwest I was Terracotta patio four stories high Two black metal chairs Black metal table Void of an ashtray Void of an ice-cold drink colored lime green Void of a second person Void of a robot companion There’s a view upon the valley of red rock thorns…
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CEREAL AFTER SEX 