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here we go, happy holidays

Here we go, happy holidays July 4th, 1981, candles of a Roman ilk Unloaded from a chevy truck Into the home her folks had built Patio was charcoals and extended fam in folding chairs Safely arced around the yard to focus on the smoking flares Couple cousins, uncles, aunts, mostly […]

Cycles to Gehenna

It was less an act of hubrisMore a lonely hearts club at the helm of a magic bulletAway on a relentless bid for rarefied inertiaRattletrap forks married to the patchy terra firma Ursa Minor getting warmer I crowbar into the pecking order The dreck between the whores and Betty Ford-ers […]