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Neil Kelly Poetry and other garbage: October 2007
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Neil Kelly Poetry and other garbage. A cluster fuck of verbiage. Bad poetry, musings, fiction, useless ranting, mindless gibberish, photos, videos. Come on, it's fun! Friday, October 26, 2007. She offered little in the way of salvation. No nudge of optimism. Just ugly floating balloons,. Jagged teeth of baboons. Stayed back in the dark,. The lost area of. She treats me as if I’m. Burning the unclaimed dead,. A pathetic sick cat with. I’m like Mexican water or an. Old Canadian trucker with a. Innocent, is...
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Neil Kelly Poetry and other garbage: January 2007
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Neil Kelly Poetry and other garbage. A cluster fuck of verbiage. Bad poetry, musings, fiction, useless ranting, mindless gibberish, photos, videos. Come on, it's fun! Saturday, January 27, 2007. Scotch and Chicken Paprikash. Buzz Aldrin was on the radio after the weather man finished his potentially fatal news. He said that he’d never saw a UFO or aliens while in space. Some people believe that he and Neil Armstrong never landed on the moon, let alone walked and bounced on it. I wasn’t there&...At the fi...
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Neil Kelly Poetry and other garbage: February 2007
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Neil Kelly Poetry and other garbage. A cluster fuck of verbiage. Bad poetry, musings, fiction, useless ranting, mindless gibberish, photos, videos. Come on, it's fun! Monday, February 19, 2007. The evaporation of lives appeared as a joke. This my attempt at a one lined poem. Posted by Neil Kelly at 4:56 PM. Friday, February 16, 2007. Years after appearing, the ugliest man. Hides in a room, shadows life from afar,. Dizzies those close, and. An emotionlessness set upon you like. Brings tears, self-doubt.
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Neil Kelly Poetry and other garbage: August 2007
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Neil Kelly Poetry and other garbage. A cluster fuck of verbiage. Bad poetry, musings, fiction, useless ranting, mindless gibberish, photos, videos. Come on, it's fun! Monday, August 27, 2007. Let’s known a disconnection notice. Has fallen from the comforts of bed. The way the day slips past like. Fishing boats caught in the wake of speed cruisers,. A plane falling from the skyline. Try like a ninja’s stealth to make it somewhere without. The sleepers bumping into you. A tumble through. Not robotic, but.
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Neil Kelly Poetry and other garbage: September 2007
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Neil Kelly Poetry and other garbage. A cluster fuck of verbiage. Bad poetry, musings, fiction, useless ranting, mindless gibberish, photos, videos. Come on, it's fun! Thursday, September 27, 2007. I forgot what it was that was said. It’s the time of. The day that leaves the unrealistic summer smiles. I can’t identify with anything anymore. Well, maybe the burn of. The television’s sporadic light that steals what was meant. I think I should organize a decampment from the poisons,. I’m drained of will,.
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Neil Kelly Poetry and other garbage: July 2007
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Neil Kelly Poetry and other garbage. A cluster fuck of verbiage. Bad poetry, musings, fiction, useless ranting, mindless gibberish, photos, videos. Come on, it's fun! Monday, July 30, 2007. Wishful August into September. Traveling from the Midwest diagonally to South America,. Chicago to Bogotá. Motor a rental across the. Andes to Quito. Wade in the Pacific,. Saltwater rushing up to the thighs,. Filling pockets and smiles to wash. Away the years of moil. The dunes of Indiana. Friday, July 27, 2007. The i...
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Neil Kelly Poetry and other garbage: May 2007
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Neil Kelly Poetry and other garbage. A cluster fuck of verbiage. Bad poetry, musings, fiction, useless ranting, mindless gibberish, photos, videos. Come on, it's fun! Friday, May 25, 2007. I have four nipples. She has one working eye. I met her in a downtown bar. I had come from my uncle’s wedding. She had come from Chicago,. By way of Lafayette, Indiana. She said that she wanted to. We left the metal barstools;. Went out the back door,. In the alley,. On each other’s like. Tulips folding in the. A sharp...
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Neil Kelly Poetry and other garbage: April 2007
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Neil Kelly Poetry and other garbage. A cluster fuck of verbiage. Bad poetry, musings, fiction, useless ranting, mindless gibberish, photos, videos. Come on, it's fun! Tuesday, April 03, 2007. My sheets need serious cleaning. Stained with deception,. A dry, coarse substance like gravel. Flakes with fingernail picking. A slender old man washes his trousers,. Socks and underwear together. No. Color coordination or fabric softener. Just. The roughness like coveralls or dried coral. But weren’t very talkative.
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Neil Kelly Poetry and other garbage: June 2007
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Neil Kelly Poetry and other garbage. A cluster fuck of verbiage. Bad poetry, musings, fiction, useless ranting, mindless gibberish, photos, videos. Come on, it's fun! Thursday, June 14, 2007. I watch you sleep,. The shackles shed. Boxes,. Cardboard shelters for books,. A move to the future,. The sun sets with the moon like. Dying flowers on the window sill. Yet, the hybrid Lillies flourish. The returning bloom of. The moon's illumination on. Posted by Neil Kelly at 1:51 PM. Denver, Colorado, United States.
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Neil Kelly Poetry and other garbage: September 2006
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Neil Kelly Poetry and other garbage. A cluster fuck of verbiage. Bad poetry, musings, fiction, useless ranting, mindless gibberish, photos, videos. Come on, it's fun! Friday, September 08, 2006. It’s difficult to make out. The syllables of the. This practice has been. This side of society. Under an in-ground swimming pool. In Scottsdale, Arizona. Drenches all of those who. Happen to be near by. War ship’s cannonball tore apart. The buried man’s abdomen into. Several hundred bloodied pieces. The main man,.
