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Truffle Boars Snore ~ Thursday, April 16, 2026

When people snore, I want to eat their brains how utterly mindless, they are asleep except they do nothing, they are but sheep nothing but ignorant sheeple, these prawns people with monkey brains rattle their chains even their suffering, too loud, so cheap older they get, set in their ways, sad, deep people sleep, constantly mowing their lawns leave them to their grand mediocrity even if I could help, why would I, then snuff out their lights, dim bulbs, such a pity nothing but loud bores, again and again out in public, peacocks in the city rough sleepers, fellow travelers, but when enough is enough, how to tell people I want to find peace amongst the sheeple walk away from the need for violence ask the wannabe Roman Catholic now second in command, like poor Mike Pence terrible rationalizer, a prick terrible ideologue without sense old war profiteer in office, public ex-communicate egotist, how dense average advanced guard, Vance, a total dick to eat monkey brain...
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In One Basket ~ Wednesday, April 15, 2026

They say, Jesus loves me, I know not why how should I know what they mean when they say everyone knows who Jesus is, the Son yes, the Son of the Lord, but who am I some foreigner, born in Bombay, no less as I have lived here, in the USA yes, almost all my life, my sense of fun Jesus, is lost, people come, people go everyone knows, this life, as you could guess somebody says, nothing lasts forever until they say, the eternal, this phrase summons ideas, the afterlife, never leave all your eggs, as a wager, in praise of heaven, the life eternal, they know vengeance is theirs, in this, I have no say each to their own, Jesus loves me, let go silly, I know but they kill in the name maybe say less, because, who are the They everyone knows but me, they go to war I wish I were a pacifist, I show kindness for I understand shame and blame nothing lasts forever, not day or night or darkness without light, as I deplore winners with no sense of humility neither not one theref...
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Flight 8646 to LaGuardia / Partial Government Shutdown ~ Friday, April 10, 2026

Speak the truth, call the devil a liar Speak too loudly only in semaphore perhaps you do not understand the need even if the pilots landed elsewhere as if to crash land were a metaphor kindly, speak kindly of the dead, they say too little, say less, say nothing, succeed honestly and move on, but over there exactly where is that, now, say no more tragedy in the news, on the runway remember the dead fondly, speak kindly understanding tragic events explains the context-perspective of untimely haunting the narrative of landing planes catch a tiger by the tail, to deplore accountability in government lets the sinister fox out of the box lead us not into temptation, but delve too deeply and get lost, the details spent how to find balance in each moment each event seems out of balance, the fox dives into the foxhole, a book to shelve evil is just a word if the background visually remains obscured, to foment information for a revolution line the lawyers up against the...
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Who Are "The They" ~ Thursday, April 9, 2026

All comes out in the wash let go, they say, let God left to question this mess cocorico, no cash only credit-debit maybe, spare the rod even spoil the child, bless such an understanding out of time to admit understanding gone wrong too strong to act humble insane amongst the throng need honey to bumble thoughtlessly, bees branding handing out concessions eventually, yield wield a mighty sword, Lord answer for impressions surface to air missiles horror to view the field literally, how bored everyone must be, sad trust none with initials given the new climate orders death notices they offer no debate hinder condolences everyone must be mad yes, nobody knows mind selective, endearing as for their hearing, gone yes, they say, we are blind liquid sunshine dreams melt ease a golden earring to watch the horizon Golgotha, Golgotha on the rood, what He felt denied by Cephas, thrice left to understand time emigrate, goodbye, spice forego a life of crime t...
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Stuck in a Groove ~ Thursday, April 9, 2026

Something always goes wrong only to remain chill must be calm and patient even while time is long thoughts arise, make a move how debts rise, pay the bill ignorance seems nascent necessary to test given, stuck in a groove ask me if this makes sense left in the lurch, perceive wait and see, fog is dense ask and you shall receive yes, fate, given it a rest suckers, the speaker says given the mind reflects only thoughts, intentions everyone in his gaze simple, no, just let go witness all the defects rely on inventions only, things fall apart no one knows why the flow goes well for some, no good only a little bird nervous, hungry for food leave me well alone, word yes, on the street, one art
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On Endarkenment ~ Wednesday, April 8, 2026

On Endarkenment Dirkinōn , darken the azure, as eyes in the pools of blue skies, let in no light remember photons form an appearance kindness, Dirkinōn , what I say is lies in bad faith, we trust, the reverse is true negate the words of speech to set aright ō'aki, fly me to the moon, clearance not required for non-security dark side, not dark, far side, beyond the blue ask me, ask me not, ask me, ask me not remember, in love with me, never fall kick the colorless green ideas, the snot enjoy the blood on the driveway, recall notorious ball of obscurity trust not what I say to you, understand honesty is for the wicked, to scorn ephemeral phenomena, the real anxiety to perform, the demand zaboo is no taboo, but creative under duress, boredom, undead, unborn remember the blood in the driveway, feel ecstatic until the pills wear off, then azure skies above, thrive, who wants to live suffer from suffocation, the sorrow employs billions to exploit, make money y...
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Scorned ~ Tuesday, April 7, 2026

I was born in Bombay would that I could return as if I never left subtle difference, Broadway born to die, live to thrill one deserves a good turn remember how bereft neglected children feel instantly, poised to kill nobody cares a lick Bolsheviks on the whole ordinary, relic made to serve a lost goal burdened with past appeal as they say, I was born yes, in Bombay, forlorn
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