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The Outlet

I see outlets and red. As my day begins between the bricks and mortar of daylight and clouds mixed with the vanishing vapor of stars. I sit on a cold black metal chair alone in a room of new concrete. … Continue reading

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Where is He?

Oh, Jung would be proud of my coffee. Magenta and maroon-flavored Handle on tight bumper car skylift begins at noon but I’m late to pick up the cat I abandoned in Afghanistan. Sniff butts. Smoke markers. Staple trees. Green ocean … Continue reading

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Read Me

Send me the link So I can gobble up your garbage. And listen to the fucking blah blah blah of your kitty-cat silence and boredom. Do’s & Don’t’s Exist in Transcendent Bliss on the beach of our humping passions where … Continue reading

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Coffee Shop Sanctum

I used to sit an read. I used to sit in the coffee shop and read. I used to sit and just read. Just me and my book. I gotĀ  through a lot of books that way. Over several years. … Continue reading

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Night & Day

Night and Day I am met with a male muse of musical metaphor. Night and Day he impregnates me with melodies and hymns and verses and songs of my soul. Night and Day he whispers his seed into my mind. … Continue reading

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My Reflection Behind the Counter

Earlier this afternoon I went to one of my favorite hole-in-the-wall coffee shops. This is a typical and favorite activity for me. I like to change up the location, though, because I never want any one place to get too … Continue reading

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