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Gerald, an alcoholic, has a blackout and ends up in an abandoned underground tunnel forgetting most of his present life. The worst has yet to come whe..
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i use to joke around with this lyric i wrote, because i think corn is a funny word.
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There is always some critic behind the curtain
Whispering the end of all good things
He prides himself behind thick paned windows
And exclaim..
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"Theres a little black spot on the sun today
(that is my soul up there)
Its the same old thing as yesterday
Theres a black hat caught in a high tre..
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Untitled Prose poem on the Thoughts of Today
There is an unperturbed, persistent sleep filmed over our minds, Hard to recognize the truth from ..
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Lilly
Lilly loved landscaped horizons,
She talked about the moon and the stars
From slingshot distances outside her upstairs doorway
Wil..
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The Nobody: Nobody Know Who, Nobody Know What?
Stanley abruptly awoke by the sound of his tin can alarm, his head pounding. Waking ..
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The Spirit of the Age
Narration attuned at face forward concentration
Sauntering slowly down the hallway
Chasing ghosts
Empty eyes
Residual h..
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this is a poem that wanders
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Minus is a recovering alcoholic, but it is not all that he is recovering from. As his life begins to unfold, his dreams take on a vitality, a potency ..
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