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B R E A K D O W N

Pressure causes B R E A K D O W N~ The leaves underfoot On a fall day~crunch Snap~ The Leaves under my Foot on a fall Day begin Decay~or are Helped on The Way.   Pressure causes B R … Continue reading

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Waiting Out The Storm

When the storms are raging, be it from depression or stress, a clear perceptive may not be attainable. If you wait out the storm, till calmer times mentally, the answers can come more easily. By trying to force your way … Continue reading

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California

i can’t get out; i can’t get out; i can’t get out. i can’t get out; i can’t get out; i can’t get out. i can’t get Nature; i can’t get out; i can’t get out. i can’t get out; … Continue reading

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This Bird

This bird flies; It hovers; It swoops; It tears little pieces Of flesh from my Face. It knows me, This bird, This conscience, This little pain in My soul. I am subject And servant, Lover and Master to this Bird. … Continue reading

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The Sins of the Fathers

Mercury falls, and I once more Feel the coldness of the night; As I am, I am incomplete, Without serenity and warmth, Distanced, free to explore— Desperate for sustaining strands Of sanity to darken my way As I stumble through … Continue reading

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Ann and Destiny (a short story)

            Today everything seems old.  Sitting in this diner in a burgundy booth with Ann and Destiny, I feel older than I have ever felt.  The seats of the diner are worn thin from too many plump asses sliding in … Continue reading

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The Piano

            The last semester of my senior year, the money from my GI bill ran out. I was working on campus 16-20 hours a week. Between the $427 a month I received from the GI bill, and the money I … Continue reading

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