Monthly Archives: December 2011

If You’d Been a Lady, I Would Not Have Been the Tramp

If you were a car, your high maintenance would drive me crazy. If our love was a marathon, you didn’t finish because you were too lazy. If you were a movie, you’d be a horror show. If you were an … Continue reading

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Hunting Angels 8

“Come on, guys, seriously, my nose is broke here. Got no wheels. Someone drive me to the fucking hospital!” Again, Dean offered his services. “I said I will take you.” Glen ignored him. “Come on, guys, I really don’t want … Continue reading

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When The Words Can’t Even Find Themselves To Say

I see you between the lines of the blinds through my eyes, through my windows I miss you with eyes open wide we are only what we were when what we were was weeks behind now you’re tying to sneak … Continue reading

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To Give Light to Death

I’m sitting in the exact same pew the woman who is in the box once sat. I’m thinking we are not born to mourn it’s something we get good at. See the faces of the North Koreans weeping over the … Continue reading

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The Title of the Haiku Shouldn’t Be Longer Than the Haiku Itself

Me, you and haiku we’re too fragile for limerick rhyme would destroy us. *** I miss your elbows the rest of you you can keep give me gentle nudge. *** If you were headlines: Crazy Woman Contagious. Considered Armed and … Continue reading

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God Says a Prayer Before Setting Off the Fireworks

I believe in God. I believe in the Big Bang. I believe in God like I believe in electricity. I believe God cooked up the Big Bang, theory and reality. My only question is: How long did God go from … Continue reading

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Department Store Santa Claus

Department store Santa Claus shows up late and drunk for work. Department store Santa Claus is a big fat jolly old jerk. Department store Santa Claus slumping in his chair he’s totally sauced while children whisper wishes in his ear. Department … Continue reading

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The Love Child Between Insanity and a Cook Book

Photos in cook books taste differently if you’ve tasted the fare. The map reads differently once you’ve been there. India is just a yellow looking arrowhead till you have set foot on her brown earth and all its life love … Continue reading

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Why I Can’t Kiss You

This circle has no center, no radius, nor diameter enlightened by a force that moves faster than the both of us a universe salted with suns to stop the planets from getting too close and imploding destroying themselves with such … Continue reading

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Remembering To Forget

One of those nights where the past is stood up by the future and the now is caught in between with a present for both but nobody’s got hands to grasp what wisdom the right now holds. One of those … Continue reading

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