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JESUS CATCHING ME DOING DUMB SHIT AT THE SECOND COMING (a collection of micro poems)
JESUS CATCHING ME WITH MY PANTS OFF when the second coming arrives with a trumpet call I’ll bet I get caught playing with mine JESUS CATCHING ME…
NEWEST FLY
JESUS CATCHING ME WITH MY PANTS OFF when the second coming arrives with a trumpet call I’ll bet I get caught playing with mine JESUS CATCHING ME…
RECENT FLY
look in a mirror you are you on polished silver slowly tarnishing
RECENT FLY
It is early October supple branches & pliant leaves on native bushes are stiffening it’s time for me to start wearing long pants to prevent scratching my legs…
RECENT FLY
7:52 acid is working i know because i just watched water dry on my shirt texted karsten water disappears he said yeah fuck karsten opened facebook trump closed…

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Her motivation was simple enough. “Why should the kids get all the presents?” a red-clad woman said as…
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it's 11 o'clock
at night &
i'm striking the bong
standing at my window, staring
at the lights,
pondering the universe
& the past
i can't explain much
about what has happened
or what will
i can only tell you that
11 o'clock at night
is a lonely time
to be standing at my window,
holding a bong
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