Tag Archives: Sacrafice

Giving up juices

    Mussels, oh mussels. Mussels are good things, How they sidle up to white wine and garlic, As though ready to fall in love at first kiss, Taking on the whole of the thing and giving Fully their own juices … Continue reading

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Hung Up

   She reminded me recently how easily it was To get tangled up in the bad stuff. We were fishing. Not a normal pursuit, But one I loved and Asked her for. Now a wad of line and a bent … Continue reading

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Shooting Tar

     Truck cometh, blowing loud, thundering Down black ribbon, a hulking behemoth Proud and sulking in concluded sound Though hiding what? No one looks or froths, See what I’m saying? GIVES a shit, High, wasted, disdain for your like … Continue reading

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