Close Your Eyes

Posted on October 9, 2018 by ubu507

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Benton Harbor

Posted on October 6, 2018 by ubu507

Holed up in a swamp near Benton Harbor
A kill crazy veteran when they get me I burn
I don’t say anything it’s their party handle it
On the hush this daisy chain of murder
Something screwy in the shack of my head
In a slow boil backtracking Mabel even though
Mabel doesn’t fit in the picture there are still
Plenty of curves I don’t grasp that blowzy blonde
That blind dame they claim is named Justice
That pink rosebud they nailed on her forehead
That blossomed into a bloody veil things are
Fading out the floor and ceiling come together
I dive out the door into the black evening gown
Of the night

This piece was created utilizing material from “As Deep as the Grave” by Day Keene

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Douglas Gator

Posted on October 5, 2018 by ubu507

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Private Property

Posted on October 3, 2018 by ubu507

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Tolstoy

Posted on September 28, 2018 by ubu507

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Oh train the city
Fences you in turns its back on you
Cut through and through
Blank warehouse walls and
Stacks of flattened cars
Clipped branches and artificial limbs
Hypnotic somnambulist rhythm
Awaken there to a station
Tolstoy could die in

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The Overload

Posted on September 25, 2018 by ubu507

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Magritte Street

Posted on September 21, 2018 by ubu507

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Baby Oh Yeah Buy

Posted on September 18, 2018 by ubu507

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The Red Skull [1908]

Posted on September 16, 2018 by ubu507

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Here in the bowels of the earth, under the bed of the ocean, in almost complete darkness, and with a raving madmen and murderer struggling with another criminal — the position was enough to unsettle the sanest human being.

— Fergus Hume

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Chaos

Posted on September 13, 2018 by ubu507

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Like showgirls on a night train
Or a ranting actress in an indifferent play
Chaos has come the Queen of the Mayhem
I’m having a brainstorm, pet she says
As the Monkeyshine Room falls
Into beautiful lines about her quickly
Shading from quirky to genuinely disordered
A kind of ripple flowing over her fixed and
Terrible regard different from and cognate with
Her limp green chiffon white enamel and pearls
Stuffed into some extremely skinny jeans consuming
This whole instant impulse not accident
A sudden decision from the wrong lane
Trying to get property of a non-object fused
Into a new union a languid leathery substance
With a strange gem like sparkle both endearing
And corrupt having electromagnetic implications
And a mounting attraction that I may one day rue

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