Tag: stream of consciousness

  • This party has got to end

    This party has got to end After I bandage up this kid I think this party has got to end Remember me? I’ve got to bandage up this kid I think This party has got to end After I bandage up this kid Remember me? I think I remember If I bandage up this kid […]

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  • The Place Where No One Else Goes

    I I went to the place where no one else goes and though it was lonely, that is to be expected. What caught me with my pants down was just how cold emptiness is. So cold I couldn’t tell if I was frozen or burnt or if I just didn’t love all the way anymore. […]

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  • Where the Oysters were Poisoned

    I We looked at the past – at lamps, rivers, and drawings – and imagined the future they’d bring. We traveled down highways, up mountains, down waves and found ourselves in the place we had once called our home. II We called to the captain, “Change your course! We’re heading for the end of the […]

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  • The silence that Tuesday night brings

    I I went to the place where blisters were blooming on fingers that felt pride in putting them there. A woman named Mary provided a fishbowl, a backdrop for dreamers, and pint after pint. There were masters of melody, rakers of rhythm, and teller of tales about freight trains and fears. It’s easier to listen […]

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  • Up The River

    I We came to the place that was founded by men who risked and lost lives in the mouths of great beasts whose fat was burned to light the page and warm the bones of men’s children. Presidents came, and prostitutes too, in days best remembered in drawings and the fading photographs that line the […]

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