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Archive for the day “December 30, 2018”

wings you say?

there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity 

to the promises of life…an extraordinary gift for hope, a romantic readiness

such as I have never found in any other person and which it is not likely

I shall ever find again..   (The Great Gatsby  F. Scott Fitzgerald  1925)

 

emptiness  even when one is convinced they are full  and extravagances

leading to collapse  and the cycle starts again   and again    rollo may  and i

contemplate the american dream   a rock pushed uphill   bird pecking at liver

 

but my bro escaped you know   oh  you weren’t aware of that?  yes he did  i say so

here and forever  loud and clear  HE ESCAPED   unhooked from the liverbird   now

flying high   No  not Icarus   you must be alive to be burned by the sun  in this myth

the son flies just high enough   soars over florida  +mexico   on his way home   these

wings are real   and in this place  there are no false highs   death is like that   maybe

you weren’t aware of that either

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Charles Bukowski  america’s debauched poet

 

 

2019  bring it    ..in the end he unhitched the yoke..and he was happy and he was free..

DOG

heart of a dog

it feels like a bomb went off inside of my heart   lately

i cannot get a fulsome breath  laborious +relentless is

my stress  at about 8 i won the speech writing contest

with a treatise called: i am joe’s heart  written by my father

whose heart was already retiring  on its way to the operating

theatre where they would cut him  from stem to stern   and

cut they did   he clung to botched+bypassed ventricles  as brain

mangle set in  soon in a place where even reefer couldn’t help him

 

but I’ve got news for you  hearts are the 8th wonder of the world

close behind  the benzos  which my pre adolescent doctor informed

me  cause falls in older adults  who u calling an older adult  little miss

barbiedoctor?  though maybe i won’t require benzos come 2019  when

my girlheart will transmute into the heart of a dog  and dogs have 9 lives

or is it cats?  doesn’t matter ’cause i will light out for the territory ahead

where angels and cancer fear to tread  and my brother is running for prez

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Winter 2018  ..final lap of this wretched year..older adult my skinnywhite asssssss…

and we need your votes..so please vote: Marty for Prez..

 

 

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