Chicago
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The Scattering
Anything that takes effort I back away from. Everything is overwhelming. Breathing is overwhelming. These persistent thoughts are overwhelming. I can’t talk. I’m like an inanimate object, a cubicle clown at an abandoned arcade from the 80s. The wind rolls through the electric canals, trash strewn on the currents, dust from the desert mountains, memories… Continue reading
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Madman Hands
I’m tired But I can’t shut down Too much stimulation Via stillness My eyes want to close But the hands of my mind keep them open They tug from the bottom and push up Like those rattling security doors stores in malls have A blanket of metal, a cage To protect all the holy products… 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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Snakes and Stripes
I had a dream that I got bitten by a snake Down in the Chicago rail system That shining silver cacophony of teeth and steel The people and the lights The sounds and the smells of uncivilized civilization Life hustling there Love bustling somewhere high up Fast, out of control We’re out of control Us… Continue reading
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Velour Beans
Velour Beans hid deep in The Garden of Carrots in Laos. His uniform was made of unicorn fur and torn. The remnant war bombs in the wet, green Earth cornered him into a basket of worry and long-lost wonder. Code name bath and bask and the tribulations of mind grains… The gongs in the hills… Continue reading
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Central Park Heart
There was a heart in Central Park. It was lying there in the curled leaves and the grass saying goodnight. It beat a bit but was slowing. I was sitting on the park bench watching. Nobody cared. The idiots were oblivious. I was alone as usual, trying to get some fresh air and think about… Continue reading
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Mindless
Jesus passed her a joint as they sat on a bench in a golden-green park like Oz far up in Heaven Continue reading
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The Shakes (Excerpt 2)
One day Eddie and my mom sat me and my sister down in the living room after supper to tell us something important. Eddie said he had gotten a promotion and that he was being sent to work in Chicago. I didn’t know why the hell anyone would want to promote Eddie, but they did. Continue reading
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Applesauce Cat
It’s the countdown to broken neck as end of summer lawns hiss as the sprinklers spit at the grass like riots, I am hungry and in pain deep down in the belly welly of life on bourbon street sans street, the plastic puppets of a childhood tossed in a bin scream redemption Continue reading
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A Crab Crawl Crucifixion (Ending)
“You’re both wrong. This is an answer to my wish. You remember, Ed, I said I wanted a haircut and here it is, a place in the middle of deathly nowhere, a barbershop. Someone’s listening to me. It must be apocalyptic God or something.” Continue reading
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