Thursday, November 24, 2016

fritata, scrambled eggs, mash-hash-car crash

now it is truly over because it feels like it.
a fitting place to be at the end, watching things burn,
away.
it must be good
or bad; there is something to the bits and pieces
about strewn cosmic justice scales.
now balance restored in right order, and
the disruptive menace gone.
truly turbulent times those that
turn to terrible things.
I, I, come to realize
I can barely hold my
eyes awake. Must be all
the thinking,
All that evil doing.

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how could
could how

loam leer
leer loam

could how (&)
how could (look better)

disjunction function
dirgible brigle bum
boomer man turbulent
tun tun son long
(like a dirty mophead)

BeastMaster (corporate rights over sense)

dialdiddledangledoodle
diddledaddledoodledial
dangledangledibbledim
doogledoogledapperdo. (activity is real)

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J.C.L Julian
J.C.L Conrad
J.C.L LaBounty

jibble chibble
labble labble

could How
How could?

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