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Working On It

· REMINGTON GRAVES ·

Working On It

I drive and I lean to the right always and it makes me wonder if it is part of the reason for my incessant back pain   I take my time responding to any given question understanding that if someone wants to hear what I have to say, they’ll wait   Expensive watches, designer shoes,…

Holy Hell

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Holy Hell

I used to be a born-again christian, or so I thought. I prayed, tithed, studied the “good word”, treated my neighbor with kindness, compassion and respect. I was generous to many a fellow traveler. At times, I would embark on journeys to “spread the good news”, hitch-hiking from place to place without care for money…

I’m Not Anyone

· SAMMY DAVIS JR. ·

I’m not anyone No not just anyone I have the right to lead A life fulfilled with every need I’m not any man Designed to fit someones plan I have my own desires Of the things a man aspires I’ll not be used Misled, deceived or abused No sir not me I am free And…

Building Rome In Half A Day

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Building Rome In Half A Day

I exhale cerulean and cage incendiary      this languid response to a minimum powder burns on what was once described with succulent lips venomous rhetoric and an uncanny ability to become the ripper in a black night under your red lights   what hierarchy can endure deviation its corpulence      the stuttering chant…

The Solemn Singing Did Surrender

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The Solemn Singing Did Surrender

The solemn singing did surrender. What blooming wounds would sink the sender. With lacerations across thy countenance. The orphan shudders devoid of sustenance.   This arid wilderness cold steel rusting. Belief has come amid the lusting. What shall we say within the wandering? A battle field has left us longing.   Shall voices irrevocably leave…

Another Madeleine

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Another Madeleine

Have you ever felt a sequence, in which you are that particular number, that completes it? Or a series of words uttered in a movie you watched this morning, then heard again at work, and yet again somewhere in public–the same exact words? The way your wife stared at you before you left the house….