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Day: August 28, 2009

Curtain Call

poetry

You’re so much different
Than the others
She said.
I kept my face expressionless
But inside I was cackling.
Different?
I’m no different.
I came out of the same
Mold as the rest of ‘em.
Different.
Ha!
Let her think was she wants.
I put on a good show.

August 28, 2009August 28, 2009 beighartman Leave a comment

on: dying/right now

poetry

SIT AND SIT
UNTIL YOUR NERVES
FREEZE OFF
COLD?
NOT ANYMORE
HOT?
NOT ANYMORE
PULL THE CEDAR CHIPS
AROUND YOUR PROSTRATE
BODY,
HAMSTER.

August 28, 2009 David X. Hugo Leave a comment

One Long Night.

poetry

A long shot with an
interesting pair.

I’ve no idea what I
just finished, though I
was certain when I signed up,
what I signed up for.

But, when all things are
considered,
one thing is unswervingly
certain:

The deal was clinched
when the nacho cheese was
purchased

August 28, 2009August 28, 2009 Jay W. Ess Leave a comment

may i have this dance?

poetry

the highways are empty
tonight
there is a blanket
of apathy over the
clouds
did someone soundproof
this room?
no,
did,
someone mute this room?
why,
i can hear the
bells in the distance.

August 28, 2009 David X. Hugo Leave a comment
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