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Stylistic nods of false-front gods from semi-glossy
pulp facades which tittle tit-for-tantalize the
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Freelance photons streak across, around and through
atomic bits of mist and dew as billowed fog banks
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You are that delicate finespun filament that illuminates and holds my universe together.
by EarthToJim
0 lines, 9 comments,
on Nov 15 10:50 AM
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My highschool sweetheart married me, we'd both just turned nineteen,
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Another love gone wrong song.
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Convulsions from reticulums
and interstitial waste,
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When I said I would ignore ya
you said "Tora! Tora! Tora!"
by EarthToJim
26 lines, 16 comments,
on Oct 30 11:29 PM
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Sinsemilla summer burns in earnest on the waves of rocking retro oldies down the boardwalk near Pacific Beach's sand as surfers ride green
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Slipping along and through forgotten gray desolations of windswept chop
the newly rechristened fold of grape-stained steel grimacing awkwa
by EarthToJim
21 lines, 3 comments,
on Oct 27 1:24 AM
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but perfections escape me
the body, once smooth and shiny,
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Goodbyes denote a single space in time where contact often makes its final break,
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Well, basically it's a high efficiency, turbo-charged, platinum plated, multi-cam, six-cylinder, static reducing, gas guzzling, low viscosity, water resistant, 12 channel, omnipresent, calorie cutting, hyper oscillating, impa
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Pull up a chair of intrigue and despair and witness the stench
of a nation gone wrong... seize her intestines and squeeze
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From the Gelsenkirchen ghettos to bordellos of Berlin,
there's a saucerful of secrets handed down from Anne Boleyn,
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Profundity and traction in an era rife with greed,
Concupisence! Attraction! Fulfill the thrill of need!
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it's the rustles in the hedgerow and the surf upon the shore
it's the contrapuntal rapture from the mantle to the core
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It's the Wall Street wizard's wishes versus withered working wage it's a certain seniorita at the center of the stage
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There's Slacker and Cracker, Black Sabbath and Who,
Foreigner, Coroner, Into the Blue,
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Pull up a chair of intrigue and despair and witness the stench
of a nation gone wrong... seize her intestines and squeeze
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No peeking Mel!
by EarthToJim
12 lines, 4 comments,
on Sep 28 9:11 PM
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Contest: So, There I was, Trapped On A Greyhound Bus, With A Ditsy Blonde Waitress, A Delusional Monkey Named Sam And A Raging Lunatic, Who
by EarthToJim
59 lines, 22 comments,
on Sep 27 11:04 PM
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Prosperity takes two things for success:
a Fed which cuts its waste and taxes less.
by EarthToJim
6 lines, 16 comments,
on Sep 27 4:33 PM
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I'm a ripple chested Rambo who can press three-eighty-five,
I'm a lady lovin' linguist with the sweetest tongue alive(!)
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The Democrats opposed the war on grounds we could not win,
but Bagdhad streets are peaceful as insurgent numbers thin.
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From the Bronx and Staten Island to Manhattan, Brooklyn, Queens
in the buses, subways, taxis and the black stretch limousines,
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Arrested gifts from Avalon which dither hither, near and yon,
by EarthToJim
24 lines, 14 comments,
on Sep 18 11:53 PM
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Miss Sarah, they say, never ran from a fray, she hunts and she fishes all day
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