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Re: Poem for gravedancers
When Cheney Finally Dies i will dance nakedin the streets,three sheetsto the wind.i will raise the flag,and kiss the feetof perfect strangers.i will sing anthems.praise beto all that is holy.the fugly,motherducklingsheet of pissis dead!© Catnapping
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August 26, 2009
Lucky Duck
Two men in a truckafter stealing a duckfor their Sunday potluck,ran into some luck,not so good. (It was f**ked.)This really does sucksaid the men in the truck.In the muck, we are stuck.And we’ve only this duckto pluck. Oh, yuck yuck.F**ked luck, clucked the duck.In the muck, you are stuck.If a deal is soon struck,then your luck, which is ...
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catnapping
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July 28, 2009
Billy
A scribble of a notion of something I might decide to work with...it's fictional...but draws from something that actually happened. I grew up in a day when many of my friends were going to Nam. We were all military kids...socialized in the culture, so while some were actually drafted, most volunteered. 3 of them never came back... Billy was a ...
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catnapping
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July 23, 2009
Viva Honduras!
Dieu et Mon Droit and Schrodinger too!!! Barack Obama is President and I'm thrilled with that!! Yay!!! My family has Cherokee blood and lots of Spanish heritage directly from the Prisons on Menorca where we came from back in the 1500's and settled St. Augustine!! Stop emailing me. Please. Barack Obama. Catnapping. Ryerson. Schrodinger. All ...
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July 10, 2009
Sorry for the bump.
But I wanted to tag this post: Boomslang and Bellybutton. There are no vaginas here. mwa ha ha ha ha ha i'm not dead yet.
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catnapping
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July 10, 2009
The Pipecleaner Man
This is an wee excerpt from a first draft of a short bit I'm working on...mostly true...some bits fictionalized...mostly to protect the identity of my family and that of the pipecleaner man. This was going to be an anecdote...but it's a funny thing when you start to write about something you remember...the things that were not important…or didn’t ...
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catnapping
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June 23, 2009
Frog Fever
The Summer of 66 ended with a tally of 4 plaster casts; 102 stitches; 2 concussions; 4 visits from the Air Police (APs); 3 from the base ambulance. And let’s not forget the 3 deliveries from the Big Blue Salvation Army Truck of old, used furniture and broken parts of appliances. This isn't to count the endless trips to the Base Hospital's ...
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catnapping
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May 2, 2009
okay. i got nuthin...
so here's another oldie: A Cautionary Tale When brother Mitchwas really rich,he threw a witchinto a ditch.It was a bethe made to gethis best-friend Brett’snew Red corvette.Without a hitchHe pitched the witchBut here’s the switch:There was a glitch.From in the ditch,the witch did twitchand wiggle her noseat brother Mitch.He started to sweatand ...
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catnapping
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February 14, 2009
Love Pomes are Forever
I shaved my legs.You waxed your ass.We shared a six-pack.You held your gas.You drove me home.I gave you head.You passed out coldin the middle of my bed.Sweet lump of dough,please give me a sign.Is this true love,My Valentine?© catnapping
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catnapping
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February 14, 2009
An Umteenth Edit
I keep paring...and now I've gone from 3rd person to 1st...trying to take the preachiness out. The title is probably, I am not a ghost...: I am not eyes and earsin a box, waitingfor gods to cut the tape.I am a simplicityof odd stones,tumbling.I am a momentwhispering into the mouthsof waiting trees.I am the grassesand I am the deerborrowing ...
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oddness
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February 2, 2009
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