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Far away across the field The tolling of the iron bell Calls the faithful to their knees To hear the softly spoken magic spells --- Pink Floyd With your head down in the pig bin Saying “keep...

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“So what do you do?” “Buy me a drink. Ask me my sign.” “Ok, what’re you drinking? What’s your sign?” “Jack and coke and fuck you.” I smiled. It was a nervous smile. An ex-girlfriend once told...

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I’ve been writing a few entries on the border of religion. I’m really skating the border of the nature of love. Religion has the most abstract version of love in it. Yet, it is out there. I don’t...

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Just the intro is going to be about the show I’m not watching. These sons of whores who smoke crack while writing the show have a lot of dead people scenes, and, you know, almost dead but makes a...

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It started with one dog, the year of very bad luck, it started with one dog. We paid a thousand bucks for the stud fee to have Clarisse bred with Spike, a pedigree Norwegian Elk hound with ten bl...

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The Dialogue “She sets the martini on the piano top. It falls and spills on the keys. She stares at the gin spilling through the keys. She tips the candle over and the keys ignite. Her face is l...

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Christ I hope this is a short rant. The show I’m not watching has jumped the shark so many different ways and so many times there’s just a dorsal fin with tread marks laying in the dust. Even fro...

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It’s later on the very same day or perhaps a very different day, nobody really gives a fuck. It could be ‘Once upon a time …’ or ‘Eat me I’m a fish’. Yet, writing workshops, or the online places ...

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Woke in the middle of the night. It wasn’t good. Sweating, stomach upset. There are reasons to keep some things to yourself, lots of different reasons. Stress, never let them see you sweat. Stoic...

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This is what happens when I splice three different quarter finished things without segue, explanation or editing. Not my problem anymore. Hey kids. Boy howdy, when I set my mind to it I write a ...

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I have this deal with a friend; no email unsent. I’m glad I don’t have that deal with the Box. Some days I write six or seven half entries, that is three or four pages where whatever passes as a ...

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All the clouds are cumuloft Walking in space Oh my God your skin is soft I love your face How dare they try to end this beauty? How dare they try to end this beauty? --- Hair And your wise men ...

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When the kids were little and their home was broken I’d use my days with them to hike. It’s hard, that, there’s an urge to overcompensate, a desperate brave face apology often bought in ice cream...

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The sun stays up longer. The winds have been harsh the last few days. Weather; everybody is talking about it nobody’s doing anything about it. The human heart is a funny muscle, pretty simple, as...

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“Lute loot. Christ that’s horrible.” “Sorry, what?” “23 across --- stolen string instrument.” “It’s not the man it’s the machine.” “No, I’m pretty sure it’s lute loot, the ell’s fit, 6 down i...

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“They say we leave this world the same way we come into it; Naked and alone.” “Really? I’m pretty sure my mom was there when I came into it, unless you’re a pro-lifer then, at bare minimum, my m...

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Late afternoon traveling south, the sun broken by trees in the meridian separating north bound lanes from the southbound, something heavy and old is on the classics station, foghat, maybe Uriah h...

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So the show I’m not watching has a bunch of shit about greatness, accomplishments, following your dreams and all the other attendant happy horseshit designed to turk your jeers and make you sniff...

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“Are you with the bride or the groom?” “Boss, it’s me, I’m with the caterer.” “Really? That center piece looks like an armory for the in laws, what’re those, grenades?” “Pineapples boss, you s...

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Made it through a birthday with all my fingers and toes, assorted other limbs and organs, wrote a long ass entry which I decided not to post. Not that Haredawg Drools (is that who I am here?) has...

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It should be fairly safe typing, sure I have open bottle of poison (nicotine juice) on the desk, but hell, I’m old timber right? What could possibly go wrong? You know what the Violent Femmes and...

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Judging from the below not-so-happy-horseshit; I’ve forgotten how to write poetry. It doesn’t bother me, I mean having forgotten, the not so happy horseshit below bothers me. I wouldn’t post it i...

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It’s the seventeenth of February 2014. If you can log on to the Box you could cheat on a mild cognitive impairment test. Funny thing is our gadgets are becoming like speed dial; there’s a cookie ...

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dogs with human faces “It’s about quality of life.” “Like dogs.” I said. Ok, it had been leading to hostile and hadn’t the patience to let it steep. She took a deep breath, I could almost hear...

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Institutions look at your flaws, they have too; the job is to instill virtue by conformity. Learn the same stuff, wear the same stuff, go through the same pain; kindergarten, the navy seals, jail...

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