Distant drums

    Confess you’re a mess and that you’re worth much more than last night’s clothes strewn over this morning.s floor.   I’m doing the pick-me-up Alka Seltzer in a China cup, ( because everything’s made in China, except for my hangover )   Never again, he said, above the jackhammer yammering in his head,…

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Wind tunnels

    You stir it and stir it and the whirlpool is there, it looks so inviting, so you suck it inside. words dribbling down your chin, but you’re still sucking it in as if stirring alone will not win you a place at the foot of god’s throne.   Proofread and ready, are you…

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Saturday

    I’m awake now, and it didn’t take long to drop all the dreams in the fast flow of streams of my subconscious   and as they make their way to the end of the day I’ll be waiting…

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