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A Parody of You in Rigor Mortise Blue.

It was pouring down with sunshine when I wrote this effort. I was frowning for England and could hardly see the text on my monitor for the glare...

J Journal

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Z journal

On lit.org, my poem "drop the bombs" evoked a rather obnoxious response from some guy. I told him off rather poetically. I wrote, "My wit is to your...

Last Nights Music

Last Night's Music Forget me in this broken shell, Last night I fell from heaven. I lost my grip in the dark sky, And plunged into the frozen river...

Vampires

On the moors, Vampires bit me. Ouch, it hurts.
Cherry

Number 9 to Nowhere

Cliff Richard and Melvyn Hayes never had this trouble.

Three seconds to self distruct.

Dear diary, Tuesday 3rd August 2004.

Guardian Angel

Feedback would be appreciated...

Maybe Someday

Maybe Someday Maybe someday soon I could make the sky turn grey, And capture a flag from the stars. Maybe one day I could find my head, All alone in...

Prayer

Prayer Grandfather, Spirit of our ancestors, You put your children here, To walk the soft earth for a short time. So they might learn to love, The...

R journal 8/02

To the FBI, CIA or whatever other US SS is listening, this is pure fiction. I don't have any weapons nor do I want any. Non-violence is my excalibur.

Blue Moon

poem
Cherry

For The First Time

For The First Time For the first time, In over a month. I cried myself into sleep. For the first time in over a year, I felt what it means to be free...

Sharing noises

back in a shared house at 31, dear God why?

Drop the Bombs

Here's the rules: flow is flow. No middle ground. This is war. Fuck it. Bucket. I may be going to hell in a bucket, baby, but at least I'm enjoying...

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