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Monthly Archives: April 2014
another excerpt (from a tentacle piece)
Tentacle Ted’s Tentaclit Rose was gone and he was left in their apartment alone and he stared at the curtains through which he’d have to go to set up the card-playing room. Hoped but didn’t hope, the first tentacle buddies … Continue reading
2014 #111
trying to get back in the city groove like the old days when getting lost was easier and before caring about banner mugs; took a walk through the mostly bare park; yesterday the white starry flowers could converse; today they … Continue reading
2014 #110
Belgian beast get bent civvies shalt not freely flap coops are for pussies
arnold and the dirty blonde
So Arnold was telling Georgia, “Georgia, I doubt I can handle all these attendees.” Arnold’s glasses felt the tremors tease Arnold’s nerves and he almost didn’t catch them as they almost fell off his nose – assumed they’d not wanted … Continue reading
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2014 #109
One of those episodes where sleep could come but won’t or maybe it wants to but trips on the barbell left in the alcove where it went to undress; so the kiosk is calling, the one selling all hours all-purpose … Continue reading
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Tagged free verse, poem, poetry, thoughts, writing
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2014 #108
too grisly for the art itself are the rubber mammoths and metal sabers in charge of almost all except a cherished cavern before clods with clubs finally took up farming and animal husbandry but they sure kept some powder in … Continue reading
2014 #107
Now there’s a coast gazing at her city under her arch which lining may be of the farthest thing from silvery (yet let none use lips to declare unsavory) but the fringe is casting a glow that hums or yearns … Continue reading
2014 #106
steel claw slid down the groove before catching the wave’s lip and a yank said it wasn’t going anywhere including the claw and even the old gouges in the wall would’ve retracted if they’d been given rollers on installation – … Continue reading
2014 #105
the pepper in the shaker could be fresher than the pepper in the grinder and the pepper in the grinder would go down faster just because one gets to grind those pellets and all things get more peppery meaning what … Continue reading
this one smells like a redo
oh great lion mighty in mane what stories seething intricacy honestly snooze under the skin which hides rock hardness along the creek all painted light blue lichen and private or primate will never understand so go on and snore your … Continue reading