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The Second HumpVolume IMay 2010-April 2011: Glutton
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Greetings from.the Road to Nowhere. Friday, April 1, 2011. By Sarah Anne Stinnet. You’re dead now. Celebrating with cake, cookies, candies, Pi. Math counted when you saw the numbers. Under your feet,. Under your legs,. Under your hips curving up to the tip. Top of your head,. Now calculate your sum,. As bees in honey drown. You take too much, you. Take too much, you take. The persistent hum of your heart. You are a tire I slashed. A penny I placed on train tracks. The paint I spilled. Anna J. Fitting.
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The Second HumpVolume IMay 2010-April 2011: Time Wears Away The Stone
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Greetings from.the Road to Nowhere. Friday, April 1, 2011. Time Wears Away The Stone. Net of fishes shores of plenty. Cast of blind hooks for foolishness. Words from farside going crazy. You mustn't look I mustn't see. So once you gave though I doubted. The song of truth if that's what was. Others couldn't grasp your lightness. Yet raged to live in fire's doublet. Now the bells toll these old church stones. For message dulled need not be lost. Years are fossils as hearts stonecold. Anna J. Fitting.
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The Second HumpVolume IMay 2010-April 2011: Madness
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Greetings from.the Road to Nowhere. Sunday, February 27, 2011. I'm riding the cloud of bright blanket dreams,. The coconut smoke entwines with the mist,. The potion of madness in violet streams. Is carving the urge that I cannot resist. The mysteries find me still lying in bed,. Enjoying the pleasures of drunken grapefruit. Just several gulps, and a room painted red. Will turn to a princess' incredible suit. I'm a swift errand girl of my fortunate fate,. When my fantasies leak, the reality hides. These p...
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The Second HumpVolume IMay 2010-April 2011: The Spirit Rock
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Greetings from.the Road to Nowhere. Sunday, February 27, 2011. It is whatever hardens. The nocturne of beauty. Eluding you like a Tennessee Williams. Heroine. Making your own play. Up during life's boring moments,. At work in the pedestrian pawn shop. Dominated by amber mugs and ashtrays. Rising like pernicious Indian spirits at Red Rock. Fast as febrile airs. Perambulating through Vegas streets. You loved to cruise with boyfriends,. Even your dialogue was premeditated. Any routine noir felon. The Second...
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The Second HumpVolume IMay 2010-April 2011: The Vending Machine
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Greetings from.the Road to Nowhere. Friday, April 1, 2011. By Robert E. Petras. Life is like a vending machine. The woman with the secret wrote,. You spin the shelves around. And choose what you want. Just by pushing the buttons. Of visualization and self-talk. The law of quantum physics is. At an ATM machine I visualized. A return of 40 dollars. For my 40 dollars in. And a $2.25 service fee. And received enough vending power for a week. 8220;I am in the process of spinning. The world around,”.
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The Second HumpVolume IMay 2010-April 2011: Southern Boulevard
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Greetings from.the Road to Nowhere. Friday, April 1, 2011. Donate blood: O negative,. B positive, A whichever way. The windmill blows,. But give blood to future governors. And presidents in incubators,. Blood enough to clot glaciers,. Daily into Eagle Lake. Sure, you could legislate. The gradual demise of blueblade glaciers. Crumbling into the Pacific,. Raising sea level by a mere. Twelve to eighteen inches,. That’s one and a half feet, to you and me),. But blood, my friends,. You think oil and blood.
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The Second HumpVolume IMay 2010-April 2011: White and Sun-Stained Flags
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Greetings from.the Road to Nowhere. Sunday, May 1, 2011. White and Sun-Stained Flags. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The Nameless Road, by Robert Vaughan. These pages contain my monthly favorites of the submissions I've posted at The Camel Saloon. I thank all the patrons of the joint for all the work that has been sent. It's an honor and a joy to build this poet's tavern with you. The Second Hump Volume II. The Second Hump Volume III. Anna J. Fitting. Leila A. Fortier. Michael H. Brownstein.
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The Second HumpVolume IMay 2010-April 2011: The Bitter End is a Bar
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Greetings from.the Road to Nowhere. Sunday, May 1, 2011. The Bitter End is a Bar. Is best when it’s angry. Sweetness loses its savor,. And if you’re that sorry slick type,. You’ll last about two seconds,. Before a real man,. Decks your sorry ass,. And makes you bleed like a bitch. So come at me son,. Come the fuck at me. In other news,. Fat lips squirm like a red worm,. Wriggling obscenely in screaming half seen memories,. Pulse pumping like an eel crashing through my veins,. And eyes seeing nothing,.
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The Second HumpVolume IMay 2010-April 2011: I Hide the Core Heap Under the Bed
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Greetings from.the Road to Nowhere. Friday, April 1, 2011. I Hide the Core Heap Under the Bed. Red sugar on hot fingers;. You used to have a hold on me. We loved caffeine and. Made love under black lights. Teeth glowing as they crashed together. Lint behind the washer. Tends to settle on my lips. Remember,. You used to brush it away. Used to call me things. I’ve been a lot of things -. Sea monsters and bridesmaids. You said them all while you traced my thighs. Let me melt, I always said.
