Bullet In Ya Head

I doubt this will be my last entry but with this pain in my gut and troubled breathing all adding up to what feels like a bullet wound, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t worried. Today is the day I decide to check myself into the emergency room since a clinic is not…… Continue reading Bullet In Ya Head

Take Me Away!

Mystical winds blow. Neighbor tells me alcohol ain’t for him any more. My decision is to fly my bike into the sun. At bars I shall drink water. I shall breathe in secondhand smoke and try to smile. She drinks water, serves otherwise. He calls and without prodding from a single soul, “Weed ain’t my…… Continue reading Take Me Away!

MF 11

reactions from others news that comes in like Japan gets smashed by big waves casters are snickering in Godzilla references reactions smack the world just two days ago our sun had an X Flare how does this connect? how do you write a sentence with authority? I saw you playing frisbee with your dog you…… Continue reading MF 11

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On The Heels Of A Dawning

on the heels of a dawning I let the early bird do it’s thing and I wake at noon the speed of business tries to surpass me they open can after can O Worms commence fighting and blood letting innocence in shade where they design fliers for windshields competition had it’s day caused its stir…… Continue reading On The Heels Of A Dawning

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pains painfully degrade the infrastructure of such control freakish plans the bad attitude is the wrong attitude it degrades the infrastructure of being and the capacity to anticipate curve balls thrown at your head is why you see all sorts policemen and women police walk around with bloody noses lately it is this and that…… Continue reading Untitled

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November

By sunrise, we packed up our session and went to our respective sleeps, sleeping on our ears strangely, with our necks bent. I took it under my wing to venture into on a chilly day bicycling the streets of H hitting my usual hangout spots and enjoying conversation. The November Coming Fire rises out of…… Continue reading November

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WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT IT

hyperactively speaking of balance one at a time the formation or words switches flipped on birth of a field of ideas and images birth in a field the doctor smacks a baby so that as it starts to cry he knows the thing is alive the baby notices him writing something down the lid is…… Continue reading WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT IT

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