pay day means a trip to the bank and a trip to the diner for some eggs. sitting in the corner booth over a greasy plate with rye toast, bacon, home fries and a cup of coffee, it is important to try to eat slowly. with no one to talk to all there is toContinue reading “over easy”
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strong arm lack of arm strength into the residual slump of solitude blues resting with snap dragons and dandelions biding time ’til blossoming the big albino child dead in the water since replaced by a dozen normal flesh toned adolescents hiding under the sheets before school hoping to wake up.
no rest for the moon
winter weather advisory has taken over the town and now the wind blown streets cover again waiting to be cleared of last nights debris. winter weather advisory has taken over the house and the windows are leaking cold air into the bedroom, causing sniffles in the morning and enemy sheets waiting to warm. winter weatherContinue reading “no rest for the moon”
The rocky channel divides the ocean unknown from protected shoreline, the passing boat will move through to open waters that may eventually run through mangroves, miles away, tall rooted above muddy water, home to amphibians and parasites, food for bugs and maybe fish, shitting back into water, water that moves somewhere deeper with the current,Continue reading “Submarine Bulk”
Brought the Bhavagad Gita on a weekend trip to the mountains but didn’t read a page, arguing about bullshit instead. Each night I experienced a lucid dream, one with three dimensional t-rexes reaching across my brothers bunk, one with a shadowed man, silhouetted, tapping on the window glass. During the day the dog swam forContinue reading “Northern Lights”
All of the college girls are home for summer and I plan to impregnate them all to save us both from the circular conversations about backpacking in Europe and where to live and if grad school is a good idea and how to “just live” for a while. I plan to impregnate them all soContinue reading “Young Again”
Realized today that I now walk with a limp, left leg falling slightly behind, depending more on the right to move, to keep moving at all. My left shoulder is also ruined, unable to lift my arm above the shoulder unless, of course, emergency demands such an action to survive. Funny, then, that an oldContinue reading “Rat Rod”
Protected: Independence Day
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The probe marks on my neck darken, their purple outers fading to a lighter pink-orange pinhole, where alien creatures sucked my blood after midnight, altering the real memory with another, leaving behind only fragmants of reality, the rest open for reconsideration, flickering beside an overflowing candle. The whole right side of my face becomes numb,Continue reading “Thieves”