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Simply Shady Free Verse, Beat and Prose. A Shot of Big City Blues. I need a shot of big city blues. As I jones for your concrete garden of oppressive heat and stench,. Your two-bit dives smell of stale beer. Deep-fried in body odor of cigarette,. You, you claustrophobic choke of elbows and assholes. Mercury vapor skyscraper skyline and the stories you could tell. 8230;soup kitchen throw away.
Paradoxical thoughts and muses whilst whiling away useful hours in futility I am a Dharma Bum. Wednesday, April 29, 2009. We are all experts at dying. Tuesday, April 28, 2009. There are no expert instructors on the art of dying. What is the damage done by nothing? How would I know.
Simply Shady Quatrains, Lyricals, Odes and the like. Friday, December 26, 2008. First kiss and I felt life force. As tongues intertwined in erotic passion. As each touch, the fingering went deeper. The throbbing became hard to refrain. The scent of pussy filled the room. Hard - to hold back. Firm nipples of the suckled breasts. Ready to provide life milk to the babe. As nectar began to drip. And flower began to open in full blossom.
Simply Shady Years of Stored Gray Matter and Psycho-babble. Thursday, April 16, 2009. Who runs the factory while I sleep. Who tells me these things, or how do I remember. How do I know that I have been asleep when I dream. And what is it that drives me to think that I am awake when I may be asleep. Who can answer these things. Monday, January 12, 2009. Is there a hidden meaning.
Simply Shady Quatrains, Lyricals, Odes and the like. Friday, December 26, 2008. First kiss and I felt life force. As tongues intertwined in erotic passion. As each touch, the fingering went deeper. The throbbing became hard to refrain. The scent of pussy filled the room. Hard - to hold back. Firm nipples of the suckled breasts. Ready to provide life milk to the babe. As nectar began to drip. And flower began to open in full blossom.
Simply Shady Years of Stored Gray Matter and Psycho-babble. Thursday, April 16, 2009. Who runs the factory while I sleep. Who tells me these things, or how do I remember. How do I know that I have been asleep when I dream. And what is it that drives me to think that I am awake when I may be asleep. Who can answer these things. Monday, January 12, 2009. Is there a hidden meaning.
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Simply Shady Under the Bodhi Tree. Sunday, May 23, 2010.