Tag: ShortStory
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It Happens Every Day At Five
This is reminiscent of dacades past when we had an acutal, thriving, industrial economy in this country… Now, I suspect that ‘The Daily Resurrection Blues’ might be stated differently… –LE The Daily Resurrection Blues Waiting for the resurrection,It happens every day at five.That’s the time we come alive.For now, we just improve production. I’ve got…
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November, 2024 – Winter’s In The Air – Right On Schedule…
Winter’s In The Air Now the leaves have fallenThey’re lying on the groundAutumn’s many colored blanketHas turned a brittle brown And now we wait for winterwearing his hoary crownhe steals our body’s heatAnd chills us to the bone His arrival brings the holidaysTo warm our hearts againThe solstice and the new yearJoys to tide us…
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Why Aye Man
Why Aye Manby Mark Knopfler We had no way of staying afloatWe had to leave on the ferry boatEconomic refugeesOn the run to GermanyWe had the back of Maggie’s handTimes were tough in GeordielandWe got wor tools and working gearAnd humped it all from Newcastle to here Why aye man, why aye, why aye manWhy…
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Not Convincing?
Not Convincing? too much hatred and vitrioltoo much finger-pointingmaking me numbinglyuncomfortable index fingers pointing atwhatever-whoeverwhile remaining fingerspoint back at the point-er but who really is to blamelooking into any reflectivesurface will show you whoshould partake in the shame we need cleansing fire or raincleanse this infested pyramidup to the top of the chainwhere sit the…
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My Tadpole Catrike
My Tadpole Catrike tadpole Catrike gobbles the milesmy feet flicking out of the gapbetween the two front wheelslike a flickering snake’s tonguefrom an unhinged serpentine maw cold blue November skynot a cloud in sightthe riverbed is damp fromour first all-day November rainon Dia de Los Muertos the bike path was washedand wind-blown drynow, a large…
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Another Look At Glimpses Metaphysical
Metaphysical Glimpses life and deathwhite and blackyin and yangwaves and troughslight and darkinside and outsidethe universe and I two sides of the same coinpoles in the same eventa game with no winnerif one side winsexistence ends endings and beginningsall exists simultaneouslyeach implies otherlife and death YES! each wave adifferentiationof ocean – universeyet still ocean aswave…
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Election Day Eve
Election Day Eve With the general election tomorrow and the inevitable fallout (perhaps even worse than last time around), I suspect I’ll be ranting here more. Even though the owners of the country refuse to discuss it, the American Empire is in decline. And everyone not in the upper ten percent of the economic higherarchy…
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What Do Incompetence Mean?
What Do Incompetence Mean? Imagination’s greater than knowledge,and – what do incompetence mean, andwhere is this touted imagination? Ultraviolet rage is glowing loud, andmediocrity is on a rampage. Originality is seldom seen; itmore often resembles hand-me-downjeans in a gray-Fifth-Avenue-wet-dream. Yet, my attempts at being genuineend in trite mediocrity – all mine. Fuck this and fuck…
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November’s First Rain In Tucson
November’s First Rain In Tucson November’s first all day rainchilling to the bone as itsoaks the thirsty ground rain waters flow in the streetsand washes looking likefords in shallow creeks vehicles create giantroostertails through theflooded intersections soaking everything andanyone in the water’sarching range parched plants and groundsigh in relief with Tucson’s firstall day November rain…
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Go Ahead, Drive Me Mad, Again…
This is a recurring problem here… probably everywhere… Drive Me Mad drive – me mador wild – insanemundaneall the same harassing loudfour-wheeloff-road on theroad wheelies abound dogs barkingin every yardpass the rage onbarrio hounds some are not intuitiveor peaceablepretended strengthstereotyped characters intentions are notpeace and lovebut an Instinctmacho au naturel disgustingly, amusingly futile –LE –…
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