Weirdness
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Dance for Armageddon

I have licorice guts. Seemingly endless balls of fire, balls of fortune telling. The osprey float. Warm coffee in the desert. 112 degrees out there today. I had to take an ice bath in a crystal tub. The doorbell rings, incessantly, at the most inappropriate time. Everyone wants to talk to the wonder man. The… Continue reading
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The Abandoned Mannequin

Our lives all tangled in a fishing net of anxiety. And then she’s lovely to hold. Warm wife. Oblong life. Woke up like lonely Hulk today, thumbing for a ride on the avenue of broken dreams, smashing through a brick wall in an abandoned town on the edge of the desert. Scattered bricks like broken… Continue reading
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Broken

Broken window puffs off the path. The dander of anger shaken from the tree limbs of devastating life. What being am I? Where do I exist? The red clam-colored house in the woods. Ancient two-story architecture. Humble seeds scattered upon the portico. Hazy windows with shadows inside. A bandolier of broken trees, broken dreams, broken… Continue reading
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Pink Floors

I want to go to dreamland and stay there. To live among the colored angels and broken glass voodoo kings. To be anything but this comatose soul. To be anything but a sleepy creepy doll in a kaleidoscopic straitjacket of the mind. Now autumn longing. The orange sun ablaze on the ground and in the… Continue reading
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Opium Milk

I stepped into the room and spun the globe A world of magnified madness started to fly Countries stuck to the walls Oceans fell to the floor Mysterious islands went out the door I was glued to the window A spring memory in orange sun I could hear the menagerie of birds through the glass… Continue reading
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Head On a Spike

That’s what we need A head on a spike In times like these Of unchecked greed And deprivation of need A broken gold star On the refrigerator of life I feel senseless and selfish It’s 10:27 Take the pill You know the drill Esophagus lockdown Too soon to drown How will I go? I may… Continue reading
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Southern Naked Dolls (End)

The natural cage in which he walked was made of trees. The trail wound along the edge of the lake, and he could peer out between limbs and leaves and see the sparkling blue water. Then the trail curved inward, deeper into the forest and all was silent save for the birds or scrambles of… Continue reading
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Southern Naked Dolls (2)

The first part of this story can be found HERE. “Why are you holding a naked clown doll?” the hotel clerk at the front desk asked Bevin Elderberry. He laughed. “I just paid a visit to the antique store and the old guy there gave me this thing.” “Hmm. Slim Jim gave you that creepy… Continue reading
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Doughnut Dreams and Alien Hope

The storms lull dreams to Wonderland And I was suddenly sleeping in a bakery case I was lying right next to a maple Long John My droid tells me this: Long John donuts are a type of yeast-risen pastry that is shaped like a bar and can be glazed or topped with icing. They may… Continue reading
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Torturous Vampire Blood-Ade

A cup of rain A bucket of pain A drum of love… I was walking into the café with a ghost I was talking about a dream Something to do with red berries And torturous vampire Blood-Ade “Ohhhh yeah!” The police come bashing through the wall Guns drawn, yelling, tear gas and confusion My only… Continue reading
