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fiction Flash Fiction poetry prose wordplay writing

Smoking cup

Steam rose like pistol smoke from my double shot while I gazed at the Silver State horizon, musing to myself that this was the type of place where Clint Eastwood had had it out with many an unshaven buckaroo, adorned with his quintessential poncho, woven with the colors of coffee & cream.

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poetry prose wordplay writing

The title of this

I thought I would just sit here and have a coffee
I thought I would eavesdrop on a Las Vegas woman who went on about her Yankees hat
I thought I would try not to spend money
I thought I would stick my nose up at a Starbucks cup
I thought the man next to me would have nothing else better to do
I thought I would fall short of solutions
I thought I would be out of things to say
I thought I would just read about owls
I thought I would photograph the clouds
I thought I would think about David Sedaris
I thought I would read Leo Tolstoy quotes
I thought I would just stare into my empty coffee cup

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poetry wordplay writing

sumthing

sumthing sumthing is wat i reely want to say.
sumthing sumthing sumthing is wat i reely reely want to say.

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poems poetry prose prose poetry snippets wordplay writing

Some informalities

i cannt remembr
i cannt remembr the lst thng
i rote i am w/ out a jurnl
i hve only my brane whch
is aslep i cud thnk only of
thngs i wnt i wnt a type-
writr there r kullers i wnt
here r books in frnt of me i wnt

**

behind the couch
behind the couch gets messy due to __________.
the bird lands on a disastrous wing and …
(the rest is fill in the void)

**

in a dream
in a dream i asked u if u were reddy
for me? and your were speechless
i do not know what happens much
afterward you are susceptible to
a neck bite?? i am cradling ur pony
tail i find a watermelon that is
wet, ripe & supple in early summer (duh)
i remember another dream where a
girl penetrated the flesh which
i may have seen on youtube
with her elegant finger & such

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fiction poetry wordplay writing

phrase of the day

Poised slit

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poetry snippets wordplay writing

from my subconscious

I wonder how much acreage a business card graveyard would occupy.

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poetry snippets wordplay writing

shimmerette & other snippets

Vestitude in moral clock
or destitute
investitude
vestigeous
vicissitude
vestiture
fucklett
shimmerette?

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language poems poetry wordplay writing

> luv

you
are
nu
tri
tious
ba
by
you
fill
me
up
with
your
la
la
luv

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poetry wordplay writing

Luminous flux

when the brave years
that opened my eyes
as I arrived in lux illuminance
braved open, caved open years
upon innocence
and astonishment

My brave
eyes, years and open
now caved innocence
formed an abject immortal
type of creative luminous
flux of emittance