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Hello, kind of drunk at the moment. Listening to some free jazz and drinking a beer. Down to my last one. John Coltrane can play the Hell out of the saxophone! Good God! Interstellar Space. You have to check out this album. I don't know what else to say. Happy holidays. It's December first. Pay check time! Mmmmmm My fingers fell tingly. Weird. bYE
This Is Not Paris
Scary Gary is back in town today so my father and I decided to drop by and visit while he was hanging out at our neighbors house for the evening. We put on our jackets and headed across the street as a cold drizzle of rain filtered through the clouds. As we entered the dilapidated 70s style mobile home, smoke damaged curtains, tinged yellow, could be seen hanging in the kitchen. The floors had no carpet; a bare wooden sub-floor showed and the air smelled of cooking grease and tobacco.
Scary Gary, a large man, was sitting at small round table, drinking coffee and smoking cheap Cheyenne cigarettes with Jame's wife Margaret. The black widow spi
Will Not Be Writing Anymore
I don't have the urge for it. There is nothing worse than forced art. My time as a poet (if you want to call me that), was short lived, like the life of a luna moth or a mid-summer storm. Thanks for reading.
Pretend
I'll just pretend like I can fit everything I want to say, in this tiny box. A little, white lie never hurt anyone, right?
The President has been...
kidnapped by ninjas, are you bad enough to save him?
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