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I Am The Ocean

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Bet'cha Your Job

I had a dream it was my birthday today... For a while it became normal, but now I wish that I had not forgot so much... Was there a battle here? Me vs. me? Perhaps... perhaps... (I dunno) But here it is now anyway: the kid's (severed) head - right there in my...

Chasing Bears And Reading Scriptures

Dear you (know who), Have you ever noticed how all the best flames in your fires are always the ones you see when you're not looking? Well then I guess you should pay more attention...or is it "less" (attention) (But to get back to our subject) Did I fail to m...

Exybit Means KayBadBye

"So most all their conversations don't amount to much, as of late. And, well, I guess I decided to give up on them becoming two-sided." And can you imagine how it's got to feel, to have to lay it as this as this? Trust me, it ain't pretty. "I guess I sure co...

I'm Pretty Tired And I'm Pretty Old

She said "Let's do it again" And I said it too. "You would," she says, "If you knew what's good for you." So I says to her. Listen to me closely; I'm of utmost seriousness when I say this with these eyes partly (not unheartedly) broken open. And she heard me...

Nobody Calls Me Chicken

At first: This knife fight had begun, and with a straight blade crossed neck the other's done. Their intentions: gone fermenting. And then: The blood (just) like the bulls, began to run sure as will (a)rise: the sun, end will/could/have come. Just as quick a...

Puked On And Slapped Up

Greetings. I wrote you a letter. And, well, since you asked nicely I guess I'll let you keep it. It's chalk-full-to-the-brim with 100%, top-notch, Grade-A, American handwriting... and it's got all the right criteria to make one of those good letters, I (and we...

Randy Wrinkled Travis

Sometimes you really do need to be more sincere... More sincere about your bloodlettings. It's not about your consistency in frequency, it's all about leaving a scar. A crime of mathematical passion, if you will. (the product of 7 and 3 is 21) (the difference...

Scribble Jack

Did you think that we won't notice all your faces as you entered this room to discard us just as soon? Well, I'll tell you what now: You're fools, (be)cause we did. And please don't think: We'll take kindly to it, Or you'll have to picture one: Pinned, punctur...

Text The Sex Rhyme

[Him] So I heard you finally want to talk? Well, that's good! Go ahead and grab a seat, we'll get this going... [Me] But where are you supposed to start when you don't believe in ends or beginnings? [him] I guess you'll just (have to) pick a point of referen...

Wait, What?

"Well, good god damn..." I said out loud (but to myself, no one else is around). And now I'm compelled toward self-interrogations, or maybe personal progression through new informations. "Go ahead," he said. "Answer your own questions now." "Like when is enou...