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  • why I have a headache

    the blank eye of the black dog has me in its crossways gaze Winston Churchill referred to his recurring bouts with depression as his “black dog.” I don’t think I’m depressed. But is that what the black dog wants me think? I don’t think I’m depressed; I’m just boring.

  • the Bitchery of 2012

    We should all follow sage advice and here it is: A dear friend said via Facebook today that she was going to make 2012 her bitch. Friends, let’s do the same. Take whatever gripes you’ve got, give them a last look, and throw them out like weeds. They aint the bitch of you and they’ll…

  • last post

    My last post of 2012, last outpost, ahead images: fuzzy and distant as the wind. It’s much too dark for going It’s much too early for a new start The year is much too much new for this new year shit: Why wasn’t the old year good enough to fuck up without needing a new…

  • the nose beats the heart that feeds

    No, Mr. Poe, it was not the beating of a heart. It was the human trappings of wood chippings. The creator, O Pinnoccio, where has he gone!

  • hold your tongue

    it’s not spite hold your tongue let the moment pass let the opportunity die a million times he’s not had to think while you accommodated but that’s not true a million times you haven’t had to think he would allow you to go. A million times you’ve saved yourself from being left. It’s not spite…

  • stalk

    I do not stalk you Only watch and wonder who you look for When your sideways glances forget to look my way

  • Head in the Oven

    “It means nothing.”  He’s being accommodating. He feels bad about the diss. “I’ll say,” I say. “Never mind,” I say. It’s not as if he can do anything. Oh to be Sylivia Plath, head in the oven or not.

  • Inappropriate Plug

    I probably should have plugged my book at the end of all my “Lost Dog” messages I sent out.

  • Syndrome

    Being in an ambulance is a lot like being in hell or on a forgotten subway moving through the outskirts of Chicago At the ER, they will confirm your status living and dying, living but dying, living or dying, living while dying it’s only a matter of conjuctions Later, you’ll wonder if it ever really…

  • Giving AIDS

    Listen, AIDS and HIV still exist and if you’re not giving aid to people who are infected and don’t have any way of paying for medical care, you are living in the 80’s. In the spirit of giving, please consider donating to your local AIDS charitable organizations or a national organization. We are the ones…