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Pittsburgh-ese, or Pittlingo if You Please
Had to, so I went dawn tawn for a shar, Cuzz’! And, Cuz, and who’s-ever yinz are: YINZ ain’t gonna believe it! Yo, cuz! Up there, on the Mount? You know, Mt. WARSHingtun? Get this jive: Said he was dirty. I said, right in his face I said, “Cuz, you need cleaned!” See, he can’t…
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Colorado
One likes to crush the dream; One might set it to flame; One is too young to know: What does it mean to kick the stool from below?
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Way of the Viking
Gonna make me a list. Gonna check it twice. Gonna get an automatic weapon. Set to ice. Whose names these are, I think I know. Let your home be six-feet-below. And after I’ve extinguished those, and ye. I wish to be burned, and and set to sea.
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Frequent Accidental Over Dose
And, what’s the frequency, Geoffrey? Benzadrine, not administered; not here; not irrelevant. Still, “never understood the frequency”; So not up-to-speed. Telling-Delusions of Grandeur, thus, enter the fold. As such, over dose is unbecoming. Like you, and we: at once profound, how lost that time, without a sound: what’s been told? Thank you for being so…
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The Bridge Blown to Bits
Where is that confounded bridge? I in my kerchief; J George in Hawaii A needle might prick; a dog follows me One cessation: ceased; not even a mouse Time to settle; like so much poor rap Down Down Down No better mouse-trap Where nothing in front of me It doesn’t bleed It doesn’t need breathing…
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Through the Smoking-Glass
The time has come “The Rockstar” said To speak of oblong things Of blues and reds and other meds let bring on all-that-sings Sweet melody: blissful silence will it ring? so sweetly as to be out with reason out with rhyme: prithee thee, lay me under foot by feet, and for all time. Weakness: this…
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Buster I. Brown
fate like folly grate Rx enamel squeaks one too many mustn’t sleep copied from elsewhere, as authored I and discovered, only God knows why: the God Damn Fake Rook
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Intranasal Induced Inception
release these horrors between what sinewy whores flows bloody cold diamorphine disease ebbs and tides deicide: damn dope!
About
Published in 2006, What’s On Your Brain is the personal blog of @ajaxStardust
It’s composed mostly prosaic ramblings.
