Poem Shards
 
dry river
when you flood
I don't wanna be there
awash
in mud



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sometimes there is beauty within the fragments . . .
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boiii-oi-oi-oing

these broken things
seem more like poetry
than the ones that he 'fixed'
so that the teacher would like them.


I do not have a Basketball jones.


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 Midnight Laundry: This book consists of a group of mostly unrelated 
stories except that some of the characters might seem as if they show up
in the other stories. The idea is that people get dirty. Their clothes get
dirty. At some point they need to do an awful-lot of laundry. They need to use
a laundromat. These stories are of them when they use that laundromat. Also
they are in some particular locale which is always a main feature of the story:
what is the kind of place where one can build a successful laundromat? And I make
it better than that, I elevate it. Consider that the localle is augmented.

   In music production on can use 'filters' which are essentially 
band-pass or echo effects. There is phase shifting and doubling. 
The doubling on one frequency becomes the diminishing or eliminating 
of others. That is just how echo effects work.
   In a story one is able to select just what is in that story, 
and there is often a why. The whole thing is plotted with precision
and the story is like a vinyette. 
Midnight Laundry stories aren't like that. (lol?)
Well, they might have some seeming precision. And they
will have an edit or two, but they have not been 'fine-tooth-combed' 
by me or by an editor.
Thus they will be considered unworthy to some who could comment: 
             "what a pompous jerk. He
      writes books without even having an outline. 
        A practice that is well derided by the mob."

(lol?): it could be funny, but maybe not. the locutor needs
to access him/her self as to if the audience might find this
humourous or not.


 Bill Perilli, 
  of Natick, 
    is the
 writer of all
 of the things 
 on this blog.