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My stories

ode to Atheistic Blossoms

Atheistic flowers are blooming Watered by the Bastille ink of Voltaire, by the copious tears of Galileo and Spinoza, by the blood of Marlowe, Thomas Aikenhead, and myriad other martyrs:

children of the Siliconsciousness

Children of the fertile mating of tool-bearing animale with metal female of the genetic with the robotic... we dwell on a planet that "God" wouldn't recognize, a brave and depraved new world

ode to sincere friendship

Friendship bridges the road of life carrying us over the river's strife breaking bread with swelling love for companion manna from skies above, from school-yard to bone-yard

post binge haiku set

(also addended to "methamphetamine haiku set") the vile dust of meth clogs me nasal to mental : toll of creation the world needs addicts like cynics and napalm bombs, but it's a rough road

molts

surviving getting by surviving looking back with the twitching serenity of a cockroach it's been quite the journey through ladies' perfumed beds and over-bright psych sanctuaries...

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