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The Forever Fly
A Mach One goblin of green by the name of Edward Groovy sits in a city diner and looks out at the rain as he thinks about loneliness and all the fragments of his life. There were the days when he installed carpet, drank on the job, daydreamed of faraway places that can only be… Continue reading
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Cliff Ass
He goes into his bedroom, crawls into the bed, and takes a nap. There is a dream of a rigid street, a neon and black hotel bar with a large window gazing out onto the world, the lighted stage, all the unreal. He’s the only one there for now. The pumped-in music is instrumental and… Continue reading
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Hotel Hectic
I sat on the corner of Hectic Street and Blasphemy Lane, waiting, swamped in the neon gasses of Hotel Hectic and purely beyond, and checking my watch every two minutes and wondering if your train has arrived or if you just said “fuck it, love is a waste of my taste.” And I evaporate near… Continue reading
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This Mortal Coil Corridor
Etching dreams now I make my own wounds In the bar until dawn Strangers abound Scattered among the tables Pool sticks stabbing at pool balls The unmistakable smack Upon the green carpet I am weary of life But still I march This mortal coil corridor I sail the seas Of this misshapen world Odd heads,… Continue reading
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