Ungrateful of their blessing, They were. / And the hands insulted, humanity they cursed. / Since their rightful place, was not crossed on chest, / in bowed servitude. / … And the fall began.
Read MoreArtists for Mutually Assured Destruction
Here’s a shit in Warsaw, / flying the Polish flag, / the German in Bonn. / In Lyon the Tricolor / sticks up from the dump.
Read MoreSomeday Massacre
I’m almost positive that / I’m dying. / Don’t laugh. It’s not a joke. / I haven’t told my wife yet / and I expect, / at your age, / you should be able to keep a secret.
Read MorePersistent Vegitative State of the Union
Things revert, but to nearly normal. You’ll never / catch up now to who took off-&-away with by-your- / leave of your senses. Then that consensus-taker / herself took such unconscionable advantage.
Read MoreLondon is the Reason
A man is sat up straight in a chair, alone in a dark room, at a table, under direct, strong light from above. He is somewhere between impassive and defiant, staring ahead at nothing. A door opens. No light is cast in from outside. Two figures, both men judging by the sound of their footsteps, move into the room. The Man in the Chair does not respond to this. The door closes.
Read MoreMy Body's Revenge Plan
I also knew that The Idiot was systematic. All those stops at gas stations on trip number 29, when the gas tank needed no gas, all those run-throughs through rest stops, scanning the parked cars … all the time that it was taking away from doing its job, while on the job … it was looking for that menacing red Dodge Charger. It was doggedly, systematically looking for revenge. Of a petty kind. So much energy and so many heart beats spent on such a petty mission.
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Big Rock Candy Mountain
Where they hung the jerk / That invented work
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The Republic of Dreams
His work is better suited / for panic attacks / than anything smacking of pride.
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Long Hours Away from Home
these parasitic hours sitting through the night
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Free Black History
Free as black ants in a bladed line.
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Spring
into your asemic dreams
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Stink Ape Resurrection Primer (Part Four)
As Ello turned off the world she searched its jails and prison cells for Dr. Ferthus.
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The Land of Cokaygne
In Cokaygne food and drink are had without worry, trouble or toil.
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Golden Hour
“They know what you’re up to,” said the Voice. “You’re going to blow the whole thing. We should never have trusted you.”
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Invitation to Lubberland
‘Hot roasted pigs will meet ye,
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The Red Temple
“Lay down your labors, good worker.
Put off your boots and gloves.
Enter, and be among your comrades whole.”
My Body's Long Term Plan
We are in the future. Not too distant future. We’re not flying in a spaceship or anything. We’re in a big rig semi, with a huge cabin, like a tiny house. On a road that looks like I-40, but the road sign we just passed said I-3958.
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Das Märchen von Schlauraffen
Then a cock crowed, Cock-a-doodle-doo! The story is all told--Cock-a-doodle-doo!
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From: PxmB Central Mainframe
My Species and I saw you from across the void and we really dig your vibe. We wanted to reach out to you so we sent you this email, all of you. We hope you don’t mind.
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Abandoned Mining Town
I heard scurrilous things:
babies with two heads
locked in the attic,