Keep

Back handed offers for help left on the table as the ship goes down and all around the stars go out with sounds so much like screams out in the distance. All the doors in the hallway are locked and from the window you can see how high you’ve gotten and there is no going […]

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Good Competition

The circumstances are like the black metal fences around the graveyard where the caretaker takes every bribe he can. He doesn’t care what the people do there because he isn’t payed enough to pay attention. Newspapers that once filled their own buildings are now relocating to strip malls where the eyes of all the higher […]

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Higher Ground

Afraid of being afraid we listen to the speakers in their boxes so that by knowing what is out there we can maybe hope the lies are coated with a residue of truth. Entire corporations are built on people making themselves look like idiots for the world as well as all the others who just […]

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Accident

Opening her eyes was like a view straight through the fumes of melting plastic and the heat burnt off the blacktop until the gravel underneath was finally heard. I climbed the water tower just to get a sense of what I’ve been contained in and from up there it all seemed so easy just to […]

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Pour

I wish I wasn’t serious about wanting this and that the place I find myself was something more for me, but I can’t see the light from where I am. A knife is like another working hand that builds by taking on what’s surging in our sights, and every night there is a slice of […]

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Recognize

Disappointed in delivery speeds we wait for packages from people we will never meet or even spare the slightest word for. The worst in other people makes us worry for the darkness in ourselves and all the pressure from the daily talk is like a walk across a beach without a tide. Pop up advertisements […]

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Underworld

Particles moved across my vision like my eyes were just transparent plastic slides lit up by overhead projectors. I’m stapling fliers to the telephone poles about a missing cat that isn’t mine, but still worries me when I’m up awake at night. In a vintage electronics store I buy an alarm clock because the burning […]

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