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Ursus americanus ~ Saturday, February 14, 2026

In America, where I live and thrive not as an American, do I dare American, ha ha ha, a writer must, as need be, in order to survive engage with Ursus americanus remember it is Latin for black bear if I were not a lover, a fighter causes catastrophic damage, this cage a prison, this world full of arrogance welcome to the Inferno of Dante how no one no longer knows wrongdoing each day, my pace slows down to andante realize the kettle, a song brewing each morning, as sparrows, all in a rage I live in ambiguity, no fear lingers from childhood, the black bear knocks twice in the morning, we run on the sidewalk victims of prejudice, we drink a beer each day before we ride the train, Red Line ask me not what goes on, what makes the mice needlessly beg, two hands, two feet, they talk drugged out for years, atrophy, their brains gone tell me the black bear is not death, a fine hovers over my head, karma, I jest remember, I am a poet, I lie in bed and realize, this is a...
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Sticks and Stones ~ Saturday, February 14, 2026

Talking to women, they know the art of asking the right questions never goes wrong laughing at the right time, in the right way kindness goes a long way like hand in glove insist on never discussing grotesque notions of mundane life, to appear strong gives women a sense of comfort, betray tense and tone in manner and speech to find old men sing the blues, beauties statuesque wonder why things went south and walk away on long legs, a tall glass of milk, to drink mouthful after mouthful, guzzle, they say each man with a lady knows how to think needless to mention to always be kind tumbleweeds do not care about people humans act as if we were the center egocentric, self-centered, the same thing yet, we commune underneath the steeple kindness is never rough, but on the court nobody is gentle, just to enter onto the varnished floorboards may just bring women to flock like birds to watch your game trust me, I am an idiot, I snort hard rock, pulverized to fine dust, I c...
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Inside of a Dog ~ Friday, February 13, 2026

Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog it's too dark to read. ~ Groucho Marx --- Take the body, how difficult it is as a human being to live inside killing machines without a care to harm each day, to wake up in the bubbly fizz transformed by the need to guzzle a drink how selzer water helps us to confide each day, after a night out, the alarm blares each morning to wake up, roosters crow only on the farm, in the country, think decide what is best, mineral water yes, effervescent, boiling up, not hot hot water for her shower, your daughter once in the desert, a fever, she caught welcome the body, as the rivers flow down into the sea, itself, a body if you could feel your feet, neuropathy forget about the sciatica pain fumble and tumble, drink a hot toddy if proprioception you lack, just wait caution to you and your daughter, Cathy until you remember, inside your brain longing for a past that is no longer tough break but you know how...
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Wszechświat ~ Thursday, February 12, 2026

Wszechświat Saying goodbye is never easy, dear Saying goodbye to mom, never easy, you know, she asked me to travel all the way to her house, Southern California, residential HB you know, Huntington Beach, where we grew up and played, I am getting old, now in a heartbeat, all gone, wishful thinking, sorrow, I run over gravel no easy feat, for miles, but here in Chicago, two thousand miles away give me a rail ticket, I cannot take a flight, no REAL ID, you see good, my first time to try something new, a virgin, have you heard of the Tao observe the way, balance, as if on a slack line, that might be fun, a game older now and broken, sorrow and suffering, what do I know, they say decidedly, nothing, not much at all, you see, the writing on the wall bless your heart, as they say, facetious, sarcastic, but no, all for the best yes, everything happens for the best, even though, we feel helpless and small everyone in the boat, in the same boat, the earth floating, give it a rest i...
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Appellation d'origine contrôlée ~ Thursday, February 12, 2026

I never wanted to be a poet I was born in Bombay, now Mumbai, India, but I grew up elsewhere not realizing why, nothing really made sense, things seemed arbitrary even my family, with blood and genetics as primary factors visions, I imagine, beyond this universe, what is that over there even before science, or just after science, why we try to explain remember, I grew up elsewhere, Huntington Beach, a little bit scary wonder, I imagine, what it would be like to have been raised by actors a joke, to make a rhyme, I never wanted this, to become a poet not that I have published anything of merit, but it does warp my brain to want to write better, to want to write lyrics, I was once in a band ever since my band failed, I fell back on writing, less heroin addicts drugs and the music scene seemed to walk hand in hand but then, I took a stand to learn to think clearly, to feel the emotions magically, full of tricks or full of illusions, to learn of delusion, or to just drink Moët...
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Unspoken ~ Wednesday, February 11, 2026

Believe whatever your heart desires Before neurodivergent, or spicy even my neurotypical brother let predatory behavior govern individual acts with an icy eye on the prize, sadistic playfulness viewed in hindsight, judgment as the other egregious as books of history burn witness the world change, too little, too late honesty, the whole truth, as wakefulness approaches past events, careful to cast the dice with a mindful eye not to roll emergent possibilities to last virtually beyond heights of a knoll ever-present as a fortune to hate remember, not to roll craps, then again you choose your own destiny, your own voice owns the reinvention of past events understand and move on, if and then, when remembrance of things past, not for the best help me, somebody, help me, as my choice envelopes the future, for all intents and purposes, to make sense of the rules regulations to keep us in check, test triggers for trauma, pain guides decisions develop as a broken man, d...
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Opaque Window ~ Monday, February 9, 2026

To cause unnecessary, undue harm of course, we are only human, to feel errors in behavior communicate relative discomfort, sound the alarm restless merchants of disease and distress ignorant of a banana to peel sickness by a lack, how to mitigate harm, hurt feelings, public discourse, as words understand in themselves tones to address malarkey, to say less and bite a tongue animosity is just frustration no sex, no wonder, step down just one rung traverse the playing field, the cessation of suffering, the goal, observe the birds fail to augur through divination, speech ordained by the gods of business as sound realize mistakes in practice too late grounded as prey by a bloodsucking leech interest lost as effort accrues in cost vision in the moment to release bound efficient cause to pass through a blocked gate drown out the noise around a distraction instructed by a good, beautiful ghost veer towards the center as to enter impossible outcomes, in truth, a right ...
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