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Monthly Archives: July 2013
red tabs, chucks and a tight white tee
she left Spot died the bank called I cried whiskey shots mind’s fried then, I said “fuck it” I’m gonna pick up my best friends and walk it off red tabs, chucks and a tight white tee are the flavor … Continue reading
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pompadour
if I still had hair on the top of my head I’d pile it up in a big greasy pompadour like Elvis or James Dean or Rockabilly Wolf I’d pile it high, boy with pomade or Brylcreem or sugar water … Continue reading
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Monterey tail lights
brown eyes in the rear view wet streams down her cheek shaking hand shifts into gear and she starts to pull away more brown eyes in the rear view wet streams down her cheek then I can’t see them anymore— only … Continue reading
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that sweet, sad twang
bullets in the bedroom now her chest had a dark hole which oozed the tragic magic —of a song about deceit that sweet, sad twang of haunting abandon it ached and it sang a breaking heart, the only one exhales spiraled a bigger curtain … Continue reading
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burnished saddle metallic
gravel road rumble strip vibration sideways swerve dusty billowed flatland trip on Mexican blanket nerves dragonfly splat pane an, “aaww shucks,” sign miles of golden field refrain “cuddle up, you darlin’ mine” blue water dance keys Brightsand pleasure sight anticipation sun sees … Continue reading
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hookah man
hookah man is lost in smoke and sips of jasmine tea hookah man is rubbing whiskers philosophically hookah man is summoning a genie sweet that’s his alone to see hookah man is looking in at the place he wants to be … Continue reading
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