How can I forget my hotel woman? I know I am a married man But she is more than side romance It’s not just drunk on wine When she tells stories of laughter and times There is a sense of pure childish nature When we run through the cities and she begs me to chase […]
Read more "HOTEL WOMAN and the MARRIED MAN"It’s all just a passing of thieves that we tumble and shake like a cradle, just set on an imitation through some constellation written on a map guided with a compass and light, too dim to see and too dizzy to breathe. Maybe this stillness will fade and back to a chaotic sort of way […]
Read more "THE REAL DREAM"Fix me Mr. Doctor. What is the matter? I’ve been burnt. I hurt. Yes I do. Maybe you do too. Is it greedy to demand your attention? Or whimper with fear at each sign of affection? Is this happiness? Just the same as before, and a little bit dumb? Forced to forgive and forced to […]
Read more "Happy Hurting"I met a guro in a street yard with parades and cars of hot lemonade, sun kissed where the women of the night sleep all through the day, under umbrellas perfectly patted through a nearby alley accompanied with strangers in cloth. The guro said to me, “I am the son of a sun who’s wife […]
Read more "PALACE OF RAGS AND DIRTY HATS"A sting of salted sweat, beads down my back. Too hot for picnics or a stroll through this city of weeds, where I find myself on a day like today. I wish it would rain. A spill to clean the filth from my mind and the dirt on my face. A sun burn on my […]
Read more "summer in the city of weeds"Today I hit a bunny. A rabbit. Gray in color. Nothing mesmerizing. Just some – living thing – and I felt every bone in its body become paralyzed as I went over it, despite my tires screeching to an instant halt – nanoseconds later. I just stayed there. Still. No music, no noise, not even […]
Read more "the thing about dead rabbits"Dear arrogant, pompous and newly discovered storyteller, After a recent, in depth analysis of your work, I have come to the conclusion that you are suffering a disillusionment of reality and could potentially be dealing with suicidal thoughts. And because of a recent popularity in, self inflicting harm, by the consumption of Sodium Hypochlorite, which […]
Read more "THIRTEEN THINGS TO CONSIDER BEFORE DRINKING BLEACH"When I was a Tangerine I was kissed by the Sun And Held by a String I slept tight by the Moon And my home was a Tree My nightmares were Birds And sheets of Rain were my dreams But that was way back Long ago it now seems When I met him as an […]
Read more "TANGERINE"She was silly sexy June And she was horribly rude And was, without fuss, a playboy bunny If that wasn’t enough She didn’t believe in love And was, just a rich man’s honey But who are we to judge? Are we silver doves? Be honest, what would you do for money?
Read more "Women Who Look Like Bunnies"Hello Again, my friend Mr. Mime Would you care for an adventure, maybe back in time? You’ll be Charlie Chaplin, and I’ll be Shirley Temple I can’t find anyone else that we could resemble So we’ll drive around in fancy cars And pretend that we’re both movie stars From a time, so way back then […]
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