Covering His Tracks
Shifting allegiance
from the
lamp post
to the
mailbox
to the
welcome mat
at the
front door
no one
noticed he
was making
his way
to the
kitchen faucet.
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covering his tracks
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gang warfare
Gang Warfare
Time to
round up
the Lost
Boys &
kick
some ass.
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a long life I.
A Long Life
If you
live
long enough,
life
becomes
absurd.
Yes,
even for
those who
meditate.
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after closing
After Closing
I’ve been
stuck in
short-jab
mode for
weeks now.
It’s like
sweeping up
after the
bar closes.
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paying dues
Paying Dues
I have
to pay
my dues
every day
or they
beat me
with clubs.
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machete country
Machete Country
Quite frequently
I’ll go
without coffee.
Often I
forget to
wear the
gold ring.
There are
days my
shoes never
get laced.
All this
means something,
it’s machete
country, a
place of
swift actions
& footpaths
thru the
jungle.
Ride the
wild pony.
Shoot a
flare in
the air
& watch
it light
the
night sky.
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