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Author Archives: byronius
solar flare
slippery on the green rocks my master roars wet air carries the bolt and pushes it on sell the green leaves for a survival slavery the carving of wood the shaping of stone similar men to i jumping over ridges … Continue reading
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toby
ah, blucipherous don’t be so sad diebold was a’brewin’ and freedom was spewin’ all over the stained carpet of our lovely ’71 Chevy Monza with the fake tailpipes we call a country it was never o.k. not ever except inside … Continue reading
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burst
and then, my friend we hugged that wall hugged it like it was life helicopters and roamers dogs and machines and we bit at each other from fear leadless unpart nervous like the little plain pack of great grandma twenty … Continue reading
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i am not
often others question me and so i just fall down sometimes i breathe funny when i forget this stuff moonies. i don’t like ‘em they don’t like me look up there! that’s a trick i like movies alien squishies no … Continue reading
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beautiful orange
thorvald and the falling stones do you remember that one? out in the valley the air stretches for miles and he flies happy hopping proud strong fellow smart eyes and practiced calm he’s top of the world here underneath it’s … Continue reading
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rambly
so right here there’s six things two are: impressions of the organic tide from a point in space looking down on earth the agonies and ecstasies of the mortals from spider stories to squid glories parent to child and then … Continue reading
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digger
diggers don’t dig they dig everything eyes as bright as the flowers in their hair this summer they face down a police brigade twenty thousand flowers in the air god sent us down his only son his name was abbie … Continue reading
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the german fan
reinhold horst from essen writes: “HELLO JUPITERSHEEP!” found the website and downloaded everything now happy to listen all day to the deep ocean of a dead band he wants more history more more more please well, hold on to your … Continue reading
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face
the taste of orange cream soda standards flapping in the afternoon wind i found myself walking through the county fair backwards, with large white feet the ferris wheel diesel roars and the happy patrons flung into the clouds, scream joy … Continue reading
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glimmer
tarp came up out of grants so i stopped and re-hitched everything and went for a dixie queen screen door slams and shirra says: ‘hey bert, where’d ya get the shirt?’ that’s damned old, shirra, i said coffee coffee i’m … Continue reading
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gleam
naked in the screen room i couldn’t sleep so i picked the v planet sky thick rain pouring down dark grey clouds freshly dripping deep purple suns and the Trailing Halo no one knows what it is leftover cataclysm of … Continue reading
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the losties
somnolence organize the violet welders walk out on the edge torches flaring some fall leaves in the fields orph kneel hawthorne zeta calls it home yes and then walk and we walk far enty hop high bunny on fire and … Continue reading
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damn
you and max and the brutal dao took me cross-country skiing up near eagle colorado near a cave. ‘let’s go check it out!’ says max i usually remember that on these occasions everyone but you and your brother gets a … Continue reading
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orange arm around his father’s shoulder
after my father accused me of murdering my mother i went looking for an old friend in phoenix and found old harvey, who remembered me a little from ’85 handscrawled ‘VIDEO SURVEILLANCE’ signs and chain-link concrete i ring the bell … Continue reading
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dana
settled into routine staring out the window she fell in love with donovan a complicated problem bridge pursues her endlessly her most fevered admirer he would do anything and that’s a good thing when she’s down when she’s up she … Continue reading
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desoto
christmas 1959 and the road is pure white the mother drives slowly through the storm two kids in the back are bored and need to go so she stops the perfect place a wide meadow five feet down strange trees … Continue reading
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fence jumpin’ dogs
for all the animals in cages for all the animals that don’t get enough love in sterile apartments on the fashionable outskirts of justdontgetit, california allie and the beagle are out today. allie was a born escaper and the beagle … Continue reading
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simulation
in my life i do three things eat and sleep and watch tv no kids so the vids are hard as you can then sometimes watch the hardhead man the hardhead man tells it like it is without fluff or … Continue reading
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planet of the apes
A Concrete Dick Cheney Head Sixteen Hundred Feet High a simian and stern stone john ashcroft with anointing hand pointing to jerusalem leading the christian soldiers off to the conflict foretold in his little black Book The Elder Dwarf Karl, … Continue reading
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party cloud
oh man that electric dance every being in a body sizzling and crackling every moment a work of art every electric eye wide open too much if you don’t do it orange vision in the house i’m a slight wave … Continue reading
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