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Politics for Poets

How many poets can you . . . in a row boat?

"I don't know. But if you . . . they will . . . and . . . you."

"oh, you. You and your Phil in the daughts!"

"Phil in the Datsun?"

"Clean Phil wanted?"

what does a poet know
better than when to shut up?
Unless he/she/it's not a very good one?

"A good one what?"

What's a good one?
That's a good one!
Not really.

"No body thinks your
    copy's funny."

Midnight Laundry

40 random soul growth encounters

Bikers, linemen, tired mothers at 3 AM

3 hours becomes a transformation to

remember for all eternity . . . well, maybe not.

It used to be a joke, the name of the shop on the inspection sticker: "Midnight Auto Repair." Who knows, it might have been a real business.

What is the sense in fretting?

So many people are so very touchy. Fortunately there is no complaigning here except by the very blogers themselves.

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There is always time to
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His task: to figure out
what had gone wrong and to fix it.
He was up for it!

Mar 29, 2014 (03-29-2014)

well . . .

I think I've blogged enough today.

"I'm all blogged out."

~ OK Now.

Praise God! awful first novel lines:

After only a week in LA, . . . [ . ?. . . ?]

Sanity?
It's over rated.
Insanity?
It shouldn't be ignored.
Don't be all judgey.
But don't be stupid either.
You know when people are flipping out.
You don't have to pretend that they are not
when they are, do you?

OK, I've actually got somewhere to go.

how hard is it to use these new symbols in your stuff? Well, first you need to know that they exist. Second, you can just cut and paste them.

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I've got a message for . . . Mr Bash (an alias for someone else). Mr Bash, if I use brace expansion with the dot-dot idiom, ie like this:

echo -e {🌃..🌅}{🌍..🌏}{🌑..🌚}" "

why does that not work when

echo -e {🌃,🌄,🌅}{🌍,🌎,🌏}{🌑,🌒,🌓,🌔,🌕,🌖,🌗,🌘,🌙,🌚}" "

will? Maybe I've not ordered the elements properly. Well that little snippit doesn't work that well but t

Clang pans, demanding excellance. He dreams of her like that. He snuggles with her in his mind while he dreams. She is in the far away.

say good bye
to your fallacies
of mind.
leave your
fetish
behind.
It was fun
while you  needed it
you weren't harming anyone.
It wasn't a bad thing, it
was fun.


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The following poem is fresh, whipped up, off the cuff.

  


Oh you write so pretty
like a robin in a tree
oh you write a Springtime song
with familiarity.
Sing loud
the conquoring Angel announces
 that you are ready to arrise
and conquor all your fears.
Eternity.




  Praise God! 

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When does a boy stop collecting toys in a box and how do they end up in the attic? How does a man go from being a boy with a toy truck to a man with a box of junky things, stuff for shooting up? How does a young man transition from being interested in setting up model railroad cities to being someone who burns a . . . in a . . . and then . . into a . . and then . . his arm . . I'm not telling you how he does it. It's boring. Junky things.

There was a picture released after twenty years of the box of stuff. It was not a heart shaped box. And in that box, of course, were the things that let the man make his junk into the necessary poison, as he saw it, that made his day not-suck. Which is a little better than letting the whole day roll over you and jones for it . . . feeding it must have been easier. Some people, a modern theory of addiction states are more susceptible. Oh, damn, now I have to do a web search on modern theory of addiction when really I'm just micro blogging. Not jogging.

Can diplomacy be reduced to 146 characters?

how about href one thousand?

Wake up!

Wake up!

And this really is at 
the end of the column