Now that you're gone, I can't quite remember which one you were - poem 3 (abroad, at sea)
I discipline the blood across my face and look for the one who makes me the one I want to be.
Written in Fear
A creative mind lost in fear.
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the empty
“I trust no one, not even myself.” -Joseph Stalin
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the protected
having never really set foot outside the bubble, the knowledge of the inside is of course extreme--- the ability to answer any question dealing with the sensibilities of
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A Tussle
A Tussle P K Routray Lust greed anger attachment vanity and jealousy had once a tussle, as to which of them to a man is the worst baneful.
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ABC OCD - Finally Some Good News
Due to huge public demand, mainly from Oldpesky, here is my latest on the debiltating disease ABC OCD. If you avoid reading this, you are in denial, which can lead to serious consequences.
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“Again” I cannot read...
“Again” I cannot read... This world is just too busy. ...In its—countless, stampede Shouting, stamping, loudly Like the tarmacs black millipede. Slamming-gates, coughing
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Mark Lake
At age eleven Mark Lake was allowed to stay out as late as he liked. He also had to put a pound coin in his telly to make it work.
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The Daily Muse - Wednesday, November 23, 2011
A Daily Muse for all of yous.
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After Hours - Chapter Three
Max sank back onto the settee. His legs wouldn’t hold him up anymore. Was it really him who had said yes or was it the other Max? The one with only half a brain cell.
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