Semi-Daily Scribbles
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Category: Mystery
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Hold on to that feeling of lightness and electricity because it can't be bottled or believed. [Fierce or fears?] Your illuminated halo disintegrates the world. (Be Mean To Keep 'Em Keen!) Walk into nothing and the sun will find you all the same. {I like cutting hearts out of garbage because it reminds me of…
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The Silver Needle Theatre appears when foresight steals the spotlight. She's the only venue equipped to show what can only be seen inside the mind. So here I am in the balcony, watching you speak to a packed house. You are dressed in your best white button down, blue jeans, and grey suede shoes. Your…
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What I have to offer you on Beltane doesn't pertain to fire, flowers, or fornication, but fertility is definitely in the mix. I give you aspects of me washed ashore by the sea. You know my heart is bobbing out there on the ocean. The little blue bag before you is filled with treasure to…
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The astrology lady kept saying "Water Barrier" instead of "Water Bearer" when she gave my reading. Dam! "Make no concessions," she warned. "Just eat them." Our dark side defines us? The light shines so we can exchange pleasantries with our fellow shades? What a waste of hard earned cash. Everyone flashes fake images…
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I'm a warm body to occupy a seat on certain days during particular hours. I'm no more different than the Stay In Lane sign I speed past on certain days during particular hours. I am not wired to think of weeks. I'm galactically dense on how to view life as 3 squares, 6 packs, 9…
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Dana tells me to keep that fucking door shut. She says every time I come back through it, I'm a different person. I ask her why's the door there if not to be opened? It's a gateway to ruin, Dana says, and you've never been able to leave the dead alone. Stay clear for once.…
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Picture the journeys we've embarked upon that have led us to this aisle, staring up at the same title, wondering if we've found that lost thing we could never quite nail down. What is found was never lost. Let go of the illusion of going with the flow. We agreed upon this meeting place —…
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Gary's less stressed these days. The lights he used to see when he closed his eyes now follow him around like fireflies. Those firefly-like lights create a shimmery rooster tail in Gary's wake as he makes his way through the Food Court. Even the tinkling ring of cat bells, once confined solely to Gary's auris…
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Another bitch looking at me. This one's brown. GO THE FUCK BACK WHERE YOU CAME FROM. Where did she get $$$ for that computer? Stole it — bought it with $$$ dealing drugs — sucking dick. That welfare cunt is looking at me again. Maybe she likes my coat. What the fuck??? She's looking at…
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Chéri, listen up. You've always done a good job with that. Scoot a little closer. That's it. Well, I had the dream again. Zoë's head has much to say. I don't need to tell you how much. You know … you know? The world! The monsters! You. You with your straight spine and head harder…
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