The gibbering beast
outside: just a cat in heat
or my own worst thoughts?
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THE DEAD ARE THIEVES, TOO They’ll pick your pocket clean, like that Ozark you left by the river. How many times do I have to talk to you? ... -
CIVILIZATION AND ITS’ DISCONNECTS Turn off your computer. I know, I know. I will cease to exist. I will return to my cave of shadows, ha...
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taking out the trash one freezing Greenpoint night,
I heard what sounded like an infant whining,
horrified i found it to be a
stray cat
we are all infants of the night!...
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