Category Archives: PROG-PROSE

ON WAKING UP .. .

ON WAKING UP .. . the psychologists are appearing in the Metro   or down by the open sea the viridian and the creamy white cliffs so fed up with August promises slipping away off the edge of time the … Continue reading

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BEATNIK SALAD DRESSING .. .

beatnik salad dressing .. . .. upon the copulation this vast landscape of one generation with another an age of explosions around the world victims victims cold and fragile a violence bedraggled half-baked extravagance rise of the extremists curtailed death … Continue reading

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THE CLOSER YOU ARE, THE BRIGHTER THE FLAMES IN MY HEART

The closer you are, the brighter the flames in my heart .. . Combustable your so combustable it is a song I wrote to tell you how I felt but then I burned it up Nothing is real that doesn’t … Continue reading

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[PUBLIC INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY] -trademark zer0™

[ public intellectual property ] – trademark zer0™ public intellectual property of a similar name like the film in which Spielberg pinches scenes of diners eating – monkey brains we step into the mall buy some labour-driven coffee confronted by … Continue reading

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HOWL LOUDER .. .

howl louder .. . hands that are tied hold faces    traces of love shed from caverns sinews wrenched, borrowed shoes    pale and bruised, whitest lilly petals teasel spikes, black hole shapes    silhouetted on barbed wire brambles the … Continue reading

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AUGUST .. .

august .. . Breezette by glass of august moon just a few more puffs upon your marijuana cigarette before I die lend a moment basking in the sun for those inclement of fun counter-weight my loss of intelligence with excitement, … Continue reading

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BECAUSE PICASSO COULD DRAW .. .

because Picasso could draw .. .  ..                                                       the battle scene lay behind us  the … Continue reading

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GUERNICA .. .

Guernica after Picasso Guernica grey blood shivers runs through my veins where are the brothers of your tortured canvas wiped with a paint-rag to your Spanish bull like an ass wipe of Richthofen’s bombers greeted only by mothers, lovers their … Continue reading

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AURORA-METEOR FLASH LIGHTS UP MY SKY .. .

Aurora Meteor Flash Lights Up My Sky .. . .. . …. when late skies of the aurora part there is no feeling in my hands no senses running through me death is a dim cloud descending like cold water … Continue reading

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A MASH OF OATS AND MAMMARIES .. .

a mash of oats and mammaries .. . buildings grow from scaffold lines indian red and maroon-esque squeezed out from the landscape a bedrock of social-ution collusion and there the dark prince comes tripping upon the telegraph wires architects shading … Continue reading

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