This Year I Watched The Game In The Middle of the Night on My Birthday

  This Year I Watched The Game In The Middle of the Night on My Birthday   canned corn or cold cream?   her toenails smiled like cigarettes, screaming   the highways griddled with jam band bumper stickers and road kill   and tonight honestly, I can’t tell which is worse   dick balm or …

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We’ll Always Have Bugfuck

  We’ll Always Have Bugfuck (for Harlan Ellison)   Sure,   The leaving is constantly happening but that doesn’t mean I don’t scream like one of Harlan Ellison’s army of typewriters when something else I love’s gone   Fuck, Death’s   ,,,,,,,,,,, a really hard worker damn it,   it’s a lot of other things …

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