Category: Waking Up
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I hate cabbage but I like sauerkraut I hate tomatoes but I like pasta sauce I hate onions but I don’t mind crispy onion strings on my Western Burger from a local burger joint with a name I suddenly cannot recall I hate chunky guacamole, but yeah, I just hate…
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The wide maw of sleep deprivation. Tunnel light etching scripts for the nausea people. The magpie man wants to blow his brains out on the high-wire. It scares and deafens the village below. Illusion Lake has no water. On the shores of vast emptiness. Always getting ripped on and lied…
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Yellow emotions skid across the floor of the only grocery store. Longevity unfurls in the cinnamon rolls. The man in the candy aisle is addicted to Hot Tamales—a fierce cinnamon-flavored chewy candy. Then there’s that yellowcake uranium house with the darkened, sunset kitchen that stands in the shadows. Aluminum windows,…
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On a day When I was blind To the world a bomb Am I the only one to see The darkness inside of me? Fragrant spells snow like crystal dander From the rooftops above another tangled bed A crippled winter branch Knocks at the window to see If we’ve been…
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Rows upon rows upon rows Apartment buildings Different colors, shapes, and sizes Dream leaps across the lawns Buttresses like butter In the warm, misty dawn Four bedrooms, wood paneling Room after room of hideous furniture My table in the dust 1800 dollars a month Voices in the hall, in my…
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CEREAL AFTER SEX 