Category: Writing
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The Lake Blue Animating Principle
this angel skull of Harlem doesn’t sing or sink like the wind. it’s laundry day in Manitowoc, the MAT is down by the old Navy ship resting in its watery grave and the sky and the rain is so damn gray and sad as I hoist canvas bag over shoulder like some old-time dirty clothes Read more
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The Escape
In the serpentine maw of a sun fall begging the good ropes of a life gone wrong fray and bow to snap, photo frames turned down on a table, a guilt like fire, someone stomping in the hallway, Jakob Moo with a knife tip pressed against his throat, a desperate temptation in a flow to Read more
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Blockades of the Sun Gods
There’s a half-empty bottle of Snapple on the desk Love is vicious Love is calm Love is everywhere And yet so distant In a world gone wrong Star maps line the walls Prescription bottles are collected on shelves Outside the sun is blazing Inside the time is draining Me This idle specimen I feel locked Read more
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Staring At a Blank World
Staring at a blank world An absurd word Telepathy and oranges A blue envelope sits on the desk Scratchings of heartbreak within Duties of the monster coil I do not breathe recycled sin Antwerp and Amsterdam Nepal and bolognaise sauce on under ripe pasta The shanties swim in the grayness The mist of the clouds Read more
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The Bangs of Midnight
“Turquoise turtles tell me where you are. I don’t want to walk around in this world without you, my love. I will fight to find you on the other side. I don’t fit in this world without you. My space with you is everything.” Read more
CEREAL AFTER SEX 