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In Titled

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hey, man you should know I am sick two parables of pleasure and an incision mouth banking on the fairway I would sail away into the sun if I could sale. get off the ground this high is so low nurse that sorrow it urges you to think pull that trigger wired shut in the open I can touch your words we are all free range children I smell your fears that sublimate from tones of tears, tearing across this gulf, between engulfing us old bones chatter rummy and gin, oh that sweet sin nerves chained in furious laughter those … Continue reading In Titled

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emptiness and cold water

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“how cold is the water” she said my answer, far contrabassoon over empty harbor days glazed in bourbon haze temperatures rise fall, bitter, sweet tides bring arctic currents here. she knows the way lingers too long, longingly staring into smokey sea at me, mirrors clouded sun grazing upon surface it is the shadows she fears, darkening “how cold is the water” she asks, shallow breath taken just before chill will bend what you know frozen, we all take our turns. deep is this hurt burns something fierce frigid, space I can no answer her tears slip onto the dust of … Continue reading emptiness and cold water

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Come, come no closer

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Comes and goes, this human condition in form of song and arrows scatterglass and primrose. Forgotten lessons relearn’ed all fears made soluble saline, and erosion last one to be saved find death in memory live with dying entente trace sacred promises in condensation upon windows and doors faces and floors caught with naught, except misspellings, condemnation a wolf howls pain wolves howl our names wind knows our shame in caricature, above windowpane rain is always cold hear, chanting chittering how do we survive malaise and madness copper burning, obstruction swollen knuckles whiten holding on for, oh dear striving for knives’ … Continue reading Come, come no closer

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Promethean

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I’m cold as rain Pain is my home this sound of Armageddon grey tremors abound feeling for some meaning as we watch eclipse Pain is my home sun is in the sky there is a roof over my head and a tomb in which I lie It drips icicles of fire into my veins and I lay upon a pyre breathe in my smoking remains Pain is my home hither it comes, tearing me down I feel it again recourse in your gaze we acquiesce to fear and what’s to be highlands awash with our regrets weather comes crashing in … Continue reading Promethean

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popular populist mythos

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when does it happen? shouting staccato limericks at passing cabs twirl fingers in the earth load up a Dillinger plan hoping to shoot the breeze she just blew on by horns in coat pockets cocktails shaken, then stirred rebellion in high heels 18 wheels to nowhere keep on truckin’ make-believe kills from exposure hard-bitten nuances nod off reservation, energy conservation gambling and liquor two by four funding clues on dirty floors computer tablet tableau tool paint another portrait changing frames and names upright lounge rule state fools fight for air paying $5 per water laugh at laissez-faire even in their … Continue reading popular populist mythos

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the light dims

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there is bend in permanence silver, although not monotone multilateral shades battle gray, platinum impossible black starlight found in pace,  forming forage in the noise for silence indefinite, yet definitive of the quiet place my hand upon absence, there to find roaring so loud sound is stillness oblivion, rebirth found in the eye of elder god extinguished.   image courtesy of Google and Katie Bouman!!             Continue reading the light dims

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Dark Moniker

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deft, and I am deaf christen the noble night unfettered truth runs freely far and away I creep slipshod for the nonce waving pitch black monikers I pick a name that means blood on the pavement caress internal incest those games that are played behind the closed door rickshaw me to the next gambler’s den and when we arrive I fail to see the birth of my death or the beginning of your end neither suits this ignoble deed by murder we go and all for show I lust after the rotting lies you brought in from the cold we … Continue reading Dark Moniker

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Necromancy

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dreams are necromancy fall of a whisper still carrying weight foreign dust on my tongue force thoughts of you, I hate that. loss, but not remembering orange crush and bible juice I can bathe in memories. dead between the eyes buckshot teeth strangle me into holiday crushing rocks in locust song blasphemy in every note unsung, unheard ketamine jitters ravage snake’s revenge on ice I’m a savage lost in civility cogito ergo you glitterboys caught in tete-a-tete with no one (or you or myself, it’s unclear) heavy conversation but quickly bores (into)me, a state of fugue without glue everything splits … Continue reading Necromancy

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New Year-Revisited

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I do not live last day of the year it is like a little death rough brush, burlesque settles in my bones old spectre dropping dreams in spite of my screaming I do not like the end of the year it’s too heavy, flaunting the blues in cursive graffiti on my center that don’t come off nether wind crawling outside the view is the same one as last year I fear, my dear, my tears do not want the savage drop-down slap-back kissing strangers the champagne wet dream on my face and chest recall the last to fall uptown diamond … Continue reading New Year-Revisited

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Live Mi

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The cannibals have eaten All of the good choices Beseech the gladhanders Upon the beach of glamour One shoe too large One sock too small Selling all the lamest fashion At the brand new unnecessary shopping mall Overpaying spoilt youth to be rude To the people who need the work the punishment rarely meets a crime the shine is off poor dustbin grins the Tower is crumbling and the mad scramble for bread boxers boxing in boxers with martial art run from the wind and rain I’m feeling something here some may call it pain some may call it a … Continue reading Live Mi