Tag Archives: LIFE

I AM THE DOG WHISPERER

Posted on December 19, 2021 by edenbray

I am the dog whisperer! I am treason I am subterfugeI am carnality in a hot dog sausageabandon hope ye dogs of warlay your weapons on the floor I am the dog whispererI speak of honest toil and sweatupon the … Continue reading →

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kyrie eleison .. .

Posted on December 18, 2021 by edenbray

kyrie eleison .. . I stepped by the mythical tree whose branches dressed in copper whose arms reach out ever upward trained on the ghost of Jacob Marley her boughs and sprays convolvulate lavish, adorned, purpled of paradoxicality awkward, leaning … Continue reading →

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ME AND WALT WHITMAN .. .

Posted on October 15, 2021 by edenbray

Me and Walt Whitman .. . .. We grew out of Long Island, ManhattanIt is where my father died, I am not afraidto speak of it, my father wrote of Watergateme and Walt we wrote it down together Walt and … Continue reading →

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ALONE WITH VOID .. .

Posted on September 13, 2021 by edenbray

Alone With Void .. . It was not that I began to hear voices which signalled my anxiety it was more tears that began to flow at really most anything the line of a song an irrational concern for someone … Continue reading →

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THE LAUREL CRYPT

Posted on September 10, 2021 by edenbray

The Laurel Crypt revision: 9/11/21 .   .   . By the way of Dallinson’s dark alley I skipped the journey of the cold returning tortured souls I thought, their coats heavy with night, the burden of their daily wages … Continue reading →

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HEMATOMA .. .

Posted on September 6, 2021 by edenbray

Hematoma .. . it’s a national hematoma .. . the phone rang, a voice spoke but I could not decipher the identity of the caller they pronounced my name wrong the world turns slowly I don’t think I know you … Continue reading →

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HOPE-sKIN – SAME IN ANY LANGUAGE!

Posted on September 3, 2021 by edenbray

h0Pℨ – 弗Ki№ – same in any language! … … h0Pℨ – 弗Ki№ – same in any language! Nothing is tabooor beyond the palenot one thing is out of reachyour future is in your grasppossess it, claim itmake it your … Continue reading →

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FLASHLIGHTS OVER AMERICA! .. .

Posted on August 30, 2021 by edenbray

Flashlights Over America! . .   .   . Horizontal, these electric-karma streaks flashing    the jagged teeth of a leviathan smiling across the nighttime line running low, above    the clouded blue-black ink of deepest sea where fish swarm … Continue reading →

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THE EAST FEN PLAINS WHERE WANDERS MY LONELY HEART .. .

Posted on August 25, 2021 by edenbray

the east fen plains where wanders my lonely heart .. . …   …   … The exhalation of a longish dream where I am happywhere greylag geese arrive each day honking where each night the sun settles on the … Continue reading →

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AFTERMATH .. .

Posted on August 7, 2021 by edenbray

Aftermath .. . . . The tragedy of universal world order conquest versus the scope and scape of nature from Tehrain through the truthful priest of Tibet to Queens then off to California the Goldrush has arrived in this sylicone … Continue reading →

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