petite syrah
honey mustard pretzels
gummy bears
the tantalizing
tickling of the
toungue
these flavors dance
with one another
never having met before
but i introduce them
in the most unlikely
circumstance
why shouldn’t they meet
they each have their own
unique path to
my tastebuds
enjoy this limited friendship
as i don’t plan to introduce
the three of you to each other
ever again

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they say a picture is
worth a thousand words
so I guess a picture of a
pile of shit
has more to say than I do
unless
I write another
969 words
they say that books
are always better
than the movie
how then
could a moving picture
that goes on for over 2 hours
not tell a better story than the
written word
it looks to me like
we�ve been bamboozled
all [...]

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grown men riding
tiny bicycles
homeless, disheveled man
standing proudly
having what looks to be
a very interesting conversation
with
himself
woman sitting next to her
children
while they make flowers
out of straw for money
on the street
as she talks on her
cellphone
large crowd pleasing
asian acrobat
finished with his show
relaxing with a
pepsi
pop lockers
body rockers
dancers from the breakin�
days
too fucking many people
offering you a temporary
tattoo
restless small child
running through the store
while [...]

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in bed i lie
trying
to fall asleep
i’m on my stomach
and begin to
swing my leg
back and forth
i scream with
immense pain
as a hangnail on my pinky toe
gets snagged with the covers
how could something
so small
so meaningless
hurt
so much
it triggered a memory of
an internet surf session
a while back
i pointed the mouse to my
bizarre folder under favorites
to visit a site i frequent
and [...]

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I’m lying in bed
The ceiling fan spins above me
But it’s no use
It just circulates the warm stale air
My eye catches this large ray of light
And I see the small particles of dust
Whirling within it so fluidly
I’m trying not to move
But I’m so uneasy
And my body does not obey my mind
I turn to look at
The cold [...]

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my brain does not function
like the norm
there are wires that go
to wrong connections
and others that lead
to nowhere
this misguided network
causes grief on many occasions
yet creates a unique
process of thought
that allows my
navigation to areas
others only visit
by reading my words

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i knew there was something different
i didn’t know what
i didn’t know why
i just knew
meeting you has changed my beliefs
i’m beginning to believe in fate
i’ve come to believe in love
from the time i first felt vulnerable
to the moment you gave me strength
the seed was planted to grow my love for you
as the moments of joy happen [...]

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sometimes I wonder what would have happened
had I not veered down my current path…
looking back I distantly remember
my self induced excursion
to a world of isolation
where my friends and enemies
where one in the same
where looking in the mirror
felt good and bad
but bad mostly felt good
because it was comfortable
and soothing
and there was no urgency to
alleviate the situation
i [...]

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screaming silence
from the top of my mind
loud god damned noises
that go on and on
burning ice
starts the firewater beads
of liquid that drip from my frow
my wet hair singes
from red hot thoughts
that keep the mind wide open
while the eyes are shut quite tight
the saliva slowly flows down
the corner of my mouth
and falls from my chin
to the puddle
on [...]

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i’m sitting in the backseat of a car
i’m a seven year old with a sly smile
the elders are in front
talking about me in the third person
i pretend, as always, to be marvelling
at the sites outside the car window
it’s off to the big building
to spend time with the misfits
the ones that are happy with nap time [...]

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