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Tired, So Tired ~ Friday, November 13, 2026

******* *****, an ostrich, head in the sand *nderstanding nothing, the hourglass *et in his hand, shattered, language as mind *elf as mirror, candle flame, why so grand *mptiness as a goal, self to efface *eft to his own devices, time to pass *anguage games, life without blame, why so blind *rand, on or off, why scoff, why with the blonde *andy, little dandy, they need more space *stronomic, the price, it will suffice *eedless, now in prison, with time to think *emonstrate for Martha how to be nice answer no questions, down the kitchen sink nothing left but suck face On Golden Pond ostrich head in his grip, Commodus held severed at the neck, sword in his left hand try not to laugh, Cassius Dio, write rich tales of horror, how many bears felled ich bin müde, life becomes strange fiction channel meaning watching the falling sand horror and terror, in hindsight, a kite head in the bush, hidden ostrich, concealed elder to his nephew, Pliny, authors delight administe...
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My Brother Sam Is Not My Brother, No ~ Thursday, November 12, 2026

The Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner Then and there, much too young to know better how Sam and I ran fast during recess exactly, for no reason but our legs Loneliness as a man, wear a sweater on cool autumn mornings in Chicago needless to say, so far from home, I guess everywhere and nowhere, as a dog begs little by little, we grew up, grew old if I could return, why would I not go nowhere is home, a foreigner, a child every time I retrace the past, I ask simply, could it have been otherwise, wild simply wild to imagine what a task often I wonder why the world is cold for as I approach fifty years later theater of the groovy, funky beat heater from the radiator, I wake each morning dehydrated, drink water Long way from home, nowhere is home, so sad only to feel detachment, on the street no one is my friend, not for long, I shake given the weather, as I walk, tremble Distance entails entanglement, Spooky innocence as a child, as an adult simply experience,...
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The Standard Deviation from the Norm ~ Thursday, November 12, 2026

Dead mice, I smell in the walls, as I guess everyone at work comes to ascertain although, faith, in this sense, is all we know despite, our intuition, as no less manifold, and yet, correct to perceive instantaneous, this practice, we gain certainty of a scent, a putrid show except we are powerless to perform I am aware only what I receive smile uncomfortably at each other melt into the bricks, after the first day enter the basement with one another learn acceptance, as a rule, the hard way leave work at night after this perfect storm if I could change the world for the better never to deviate, to the letter thoughtful to follow instructions, the plan however, from the start, we create art exact in form as science by design work all day long, so many feet to scan as outfitters of running shoes, we joke let the customers believe we are smart let them think we are experts to align systems we were given as tools to shape as if to own the means of production simply ...
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Falling / Verfallen ~ Wednesday, November 11, 2026

I cheated Eric Anderson at recess In fourth grade, we played poker at recess chumps for the double-or-nothing big win heated after the cards were rigged to lose eat your losses, a big fight, no success after he lost it all, he chased me hard teach a lesson, Ted Talk, learn about sin even as he caught me, ready to bruise destroy the beauty of childhood, my friend Eric pinned me down to swing the last card ready to hit me, Sam tackled him rough instantly, the angels were on my side calling me to join them when life gets tough Anderson and Weaver left me no pride no love but tough love in this world, defend demons and the devil to pay in court enter the realm of Saṃsāra, wander round about through revolving doors, karma surrounds all the children, as if to sort ontological awareness, Dasein no longer in debt as I meander as a river, as consciousness, dharma touch the ground in India when you land remember me, here, as I rest, supine enter this life, I am already d...
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A Day in the Life of Retail Hell, Boss ~ Tuesday, November 10, 2026

As he said before, "This is not my day." Such is life! They say, "The pendulum swings." Helpless and frustrated, Gabidar thinks. Everyone listens to the man called Gray. Say what you want downstairs in the basement. As no one can hear the chatter, such things. In this world, people talk but not to shrinks. Despite the hopes of therapists worldwide. Better to mind where and how money spent. Everyone knows money grows in the bank. For immediate gratification! Only if credit ratings could not tank. Remember where we went on vacation. Everyone saw the photos and took pride. Then Gabidar saw the light in the dark. How the truth hides within contradiction. Insight into the mind within a maze. Shit happens, a fire starts with a spark. Ignorant customers who come and go. Such is life! Who stays the course, a fiction. No one knows better than Mickey, this phase. Obviously, Gabidar talks with Gray. Ton of bricks, this is not a live game show. Merchants ...
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but rather some evil demon ~ Tuesday, November 10, 2026

Your wadded up used Kleenex on the seat oblivious to consideration understanding nothing in this moment reality is a test, take a beat wake up to care, clean up after yourself alright, to use my imagination demented from years of abuse, long spent demonstrate fortitude with a tin drum eclipsed by the black sun, moon on the shelf dirty, filthy, nasty, brutish, and short understanding truth in contradiction pretend I care, otherwise, please, abort understanding speculative fiction sed genium aliquem malignum educate the children, this world, I doubt double down candle wax, mirrors and smoke Kleenex, Leviathan of the new age leave these words, do something, other than shout egomaniacal poet, no tricks enter a sandstorm, the hourglass broke no time to complain, no, not at this stage enter in a top hat, a white rabbit xenophobia, a disguise, ethics ordinary people, the golden rule nobody knows, nobody cares, too late theater of the absurd, kids at school heckle oth...
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Flip a Coin, Heads or Tails, to Live or Die ~ Monday, November 9, 2026

Get into trouble / Stay out of trouble Get into the car, have my say and leave evenhanded backhand, a bloody mouth tell the truth, speak truth to power, what lies in consequence to actions, receive nothing less than a fist, a bloody lip to say I know tough love, but what goes south obviously, ignored, what may arise trouble is my middle name, give me grief rest assured, karma is double, a tip obey the way, follow the rules and learn understanding means little to others bleed the freaks, outside the norm, as they earn less than the standard fare, crack-whore mothers enable the weak, discipline belief Stay away, two thousand miles, far enough to keep away from backhand slaps and feet as they kick the air and miss, how to land your Learjet nose first, still nothing too rough out of thin air, out of the blue, lightning understanding nothing, the empty street true to form, by design, palm of the hand objects rarely plummet and at full speed full-on catastrophe, the living bleed trouble is m...
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