Loneliness
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The Pot Pie Wonder Wall
His apartment is high and made of glass. He looks over the pinpricks, the massive cluster of skyscrapers. All is quiet inside. All is chaos outside. Black smoke rises. Spots of flickering orange mark the fires. There are swarms of people crushing forth toward the barricades. The questionable neighborhoods are cut off from the rest… 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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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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Light Night
She is like the light the blue light, that crops life into some picture-perfect kiss and heart wandering I go, clouds and echoes they pour down and talk about love in every sun-drenched step she smiles and says it’s all right and even when I look out into loneliness as the sun drops and the… Continue reading
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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… Continue reading
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The Crowns of Pluto (1.)
And now here I am. It’s Christmas again, and I am the only one here. All those words and directives mean nothing now because there is no one left to abide to them in my name. Continue reading
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