Category: On Writing
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ETC ETC ETC In thy breaking heart, obscured, Silent whereas no one Gives a “shit.” Whereas a single voice or one still moment in its measure linger, This message, “unrecieved.” Where no amount of time, wine-roses or memories can heal. As human falls, fails broken, out of reason. Long letters written, months recorded days, photographs and…
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poets bite!
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“A smoke, a book, a cup of coffee. “ These are the little things that get us through this sometimes weary world and all the rainy days.”” ~ R.M. Engelhardt
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So here we go again. I had to bail him out of jail in a place that you probably never heard of near Thebes. You see, back in those days he was kind of like one of your celebrities. The first “bad boy” on the scene before all your Colin Farrell’s & Sean Penn’s, Billy…
