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The Apocalypse Pipe
Hello everyone, I just wanted to let you know that I have published a book and that it is now available for sale! At the moment, only the e-book is available to buy, but a print version will be available soon. The book can be purchased at multiple online stores including Amazon, Barnes and Noble,… Continue reading
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Jennifer Godzilla on a Space Sofa
She is beautiful on a space sofa The ambient drive of a midnight cockatoo tail A tale of breathlessness A tale of wind in the face on a warm summer day Vanishing, all Planet Marzipan Jennifer Godzilla My apartment in Santa Monica I learned to play the harmonica And the neighbors grew distasteful I just… Continue reading
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Nectarine Scarecrow
Engine soul of autumn gone Spring on the precipice The green, the warmth The birthing forth of old new life I sit in a tree with a yellow journal Scratching ink into paper As the sun shines like a nectarine in the sky The leaves chime green notes There’s a stream in the valley It… Continue reading
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The Cigarette Lady
What is wrong with me, I wonder. There is this desert of thought. Dry sand blown by the wind tossed about all whimsical and deceitful. It moves like purple gravy in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now. I think I may have forgotten how to write in cursive. No one uses it anymore. Everything is… Continue reading
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Acid Throat
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 Like the nervous acid traveling… Continue reading
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Jalapeno French Toast
I was in some village in Georgia The buildings were of white brick with black trim The luscious homes of the neighborhood so enviable People were casually milling about Momentarily enjoying their lives Talking, laughing, smiling Swinging shopping bags with materialistic glee But then the people were frantically scattering There was a great change about,… Continue reading
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Laramie, Italy
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 everywhere Like my own personal… Continue reading
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The City Dream
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 through And I saw the… Continue reading
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Labyrinth Milk Rinse (2)
“I can make anything happen. There are no restraints,” I said aloud to myself as I drove my car down to Chillicothe. I talk to myself a lot. All those inner notes and thoughts just leaking out all the time. I go to Chillicothe because there’s an old bookstore downtown. I like to go in… Continue reading
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This Warm Noc
I am nothing this noc A rare disturbance A human coil of turmoil No one ever loved They just whipped A human cigarette butt Burned up Tossed away I feel like a blank page No words to scratch Just crooked lines to scribble Blood-spent quill Scratching emptiness Yet a rage inside To be comatose In… Continue reading
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