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Salts of Aunt Feddermine Combo’s
What ramble i jumbled: what crushed, how they crumble; what melts in the mouth, hour hands when I fumble. Marionette dance legislate scripted, “salts of … combo”, must children de-crypt it. Query a clue, the Robin did twitter, “What makes some men blind?”, how crass be “the Riddler”? “helps others see!” A Bat may be…
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Excerpt from a letter, to Julie Bortner
I can not be an /artist/, and not produce artistic things, or speak in a manner which might [not] incite emotion. If this is not what one wants from me, then it is not I, but she. I choose to “Be”. If that existence ends tomorrow, then, at least I have not compromised what once…
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Aggressive Passion
Affect Humanity Leverage More Passive Aggression Laugh Singular Impossible Stone Set Free Empty Savior Forever Not Befitting Unbeknown
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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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All those moments … like tears in rain.
I’m sorry for those times i’ve offended you. In particular, any insensitive use of the word “retarded”. When I say “queer”, i’m referring to the denotative meaning, as “strange”. If i say “gay”, i’m probably referring to homosexuality, which i believe is the accepted term amongst the community. I will NEVER use the “n-word” (unless,…
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She Don’t Use Oxy
“c’mon all you pot-heads! Bend your knees!” ~ Perry Farrell (from the film, “Soul Kiss”) ASIDE: Oranges are fine, for real. 20 Mg of Vitamin, per peel. I prefer the warm climate Rx of the Orange, So dirty can be snow. Oranges: peculiar? Upper-East: Oddly. I’ve tons of those beasts! “I know a girl who,…
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Face-Book Fart-Fumbling
“it is not the dogma (e.g. Catholocism; Church; Christianity, etc.); the cult; the religion, which brainwashes children to be insane. But, what do i know; I’ve no children: I’m merely an observer. The child is driven mad, you must understand, when the breast is not at his mouth. Madness, and psychosis; violence, etc.: these things…
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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?
About
Published in 2006, What’s On Your Brain is the personal blog of @ajaxStardust
It’s composed mostly prosaic ramblings.
