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News Flash ~ Thursday, February 26, 2026

Forget-me-nots on the ears of a mouse lift up to hear a woman in death throes at the end of her rope as she commits suicide by hanging in her own house hold her lightly as she gave up the ghost Lift up her corpse in a box, so it goes anger, denial, stages, read the obits death notices, bargaining, depression yet, acceptance rarely comes to play host Elective affinities, reactions lift up spirits, glasses raised in a toast exit this world, beautiful distractions commit this life to cooking a pot roast tough to remember, my first impression Concentrate on sitting meditation on breathing, she took away from herself maybe this life is a game of marbles maybe this life is rigged, dedication insists on discipline, daily routine tragedy and trauma, on the bookshelf silent, quiet as a mouse, sound garbles Silence devours the impermanent soul understanding nothing, offer my spleen indifferent to consequences or pain cover her body with a shroud and pray ignorant of the truth, nothing to gain de...
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La Petite Danseuse ~ Thursday, February 26, 2026

Landed the role as a singer to play underpaid server in a greasy spoon casting was too easy, a single part kiss the owner and make her cry, sashay your hips in the kitchen, a bear chases guided by GPS, then a baboon underneath the floorboards emerges, start your engines, the racetrack across the street you know giant penis syndrome races every new car on the lot with stick shift answer questions, the special of the day how should you know, ask Montgomery Clift nothing but the right profile, as they say only you are a star, with the card cheat taking your tips, what do you care, the role works out perfectly for wages, stages appear ordinary, a real diner visions of the big lights, life on the dole in London, not much fun, but on the strip not Hollywood but Las Vegas, wages grind gamblers into bits, nothing finer bits and pieces, what happens in Vegas understood, the rumor mill, get a grip telephone operator places calls despite smart phones, what with the hotel ...
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In Their Defense ~ Wednesday, February 25, 2026

About my family, what I could not tell you takes place behind closed doors behind the sheer curtains, the facade, the veneer, the appearance, the cult of personality, as denial embraces dysfunction as untrue underneath this disguise of normalcy, all good, is what nature abhors the void that is devoid of matter, what matters, emptiness, a vacuum maybe I imagine, she says, I think too much, is it really my fault yes, that is what she said, accountability, in a word, the sky blue feelings and emotions overwhelm my body, I cannot understand arguments that arise, ego gets in the way, just to stay in my room maybe if I were good, I could have been better, not acting out a role impossible, I know, they hold me to account, all my fault, I was bad little bird, the black sheep, as the prodigal son, I was out of control yes, it was all my fault, they would have been normal, whatever that means, sad welcome to my old age, mom says she is dying, how things get out of hand how differen...
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Siobhan Modov Bedazzles ~ Wednesday, February 25, 2026

Wandering the earth for billions of years as if he could never die, never born never cold, nor warm, never forgotten diminished fifths, augmented fourths, his tears empty gestures, meaningless as tritones rung and hung in the air as to adorn ignorance with a dance misbegotten not unlike the earth itself, no cigar given four billion years and no smart phones tragic how the beautiful distractions how the natural world occupies mind exactly, a world without infractions ego and the felonious monk blind as a naked mole rat, no near, nor far restless for over four billion years, smart to play with fire, to crave and desire honest conversation, nobody knows forego the Lord Jesus Prayer for a start ordained as a minister for angels reluctant to accept the round lyre burdened by loneliness, where nothing grows in five billion years, nothing but demons literally, fallen angels, the quills left intact, the back of the porcupine if to speak of the hedgehog and the fox only...
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Effigy Voodoo Doll ~ Sunday, February 22, 2026

Woher kommt Saṃsāra? Vor dem „Ich bin müde und ich habe Hunger“ I was born in Bombay, but the woman who asks the boy, "Where are you from?" were I to interpret, as microaggression, or to misinterpret a curiosity, a mind full of wonder, when in the 70s social etiquette died, the locals asked questions, and made themselves look dumb birth is arbitrary, the body is given, but the cultural facts of family background, entitlement, privilege, any other name, bet research the history, maybe she held a goad, to prod her enemies no animosity, not inamicable, but eudaimonia if all speech is spirit, holy or otherwise, these are known as speech acts not without intention, perdition paves the path, the road to hell, the child Bombayite, if only, never any questions, to rear its ugly head only America, land of the free and home of the brave, of the wild murderous, righteous few, chosen by destiny, manifest, full of dread born into racism, 16th-Century lies, of anhedonia aut...
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City of the Big Shoulders ~ Friday, February 20, 2026

As Around a Blind Corner of the Eye Around each blind corner, opportunity waits, is it love, hand in glove stick a knife in your back, Chicago, no pity, the city has no love Ask around town, you find too many solutions, too many opinions rest assured, no one cares, they will turn a blind eye to poverty and greed obey unspoken rules while on public transit, move on if you smell shit understand how it works, nothing is ever clear, not ever explicit never to recognize the horror of sorrow, why must the city bleed drown in all the hatred, decades upon decades of neglect by minions architects of status, power, corruption, lies, delusion comes to die Belligerent systems, systemic racism, nepotistic cronies listen, if you visit or stay for quite a while, Chicago does not care if you die, to bury or cremate your cold corpse, you have to pay the fare nothing but suffering, fun and joy, the spectrum, with pendulum ponies decide if the future is real or just the past, on the wall, a...
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After the Feast of Saint Valentine ~ Monday, February 16, 2026

After the Feast of Saint Valentine Arguments: Italian or Sicilian foreign languages in the art of love trouble in paradise, marital bliss each to their own, but for Maximilian resolve the crisis before sleep or dream terribly about what he has to prove hover above as when butterflies kiss each to their own, when love is in the air Fair fair, a generation speaks, a stream enters consciousness to observe the mind aspire to dream beyond anger and greed suffer from delusions ever unkind terrible dreams of lovers never freed only forced to cut off all of their hair for words never end for Maximilian Suffer endlessly from pain and sorrow as if love demanded tribute with pain intelligence is not enough to know not enough to understand, to borrow the car, to drive safely, only one chance Victory loves the smell, nothing to gain aspire to care as a practice, to show leaves a trace, exit as if never seen exist as if like a ninja, to glance nothingness in a glimpse of she...
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