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    Interview with My Ego

    Host: Are you comfortable, Mr. Abbey and which ego will come out and parlez vous with us today?Atticus: I don't mind the fever of the cold in speaking to the dead with a compress against my head, while chewing...

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    Waiting Out The Wolves

    You’ve decided;You're waiting out the wolves, in a bear’s denwhile it hibernates in a bundled ball.- Just my smoking blanket, I tossed it therewhile I warm up the coffee.I’m awake, I’m alert, no matter how stoicI appear in my...

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    • The poem operates as a rite of declassification: the subject is neither bear, nor wolf, nor man, but the oscillation between all of them. And it is precisely in this instability that love appears—not as redemption, but as a force that anchors the untamed without domesticating it. Very well written, I like it very much.

      • How are you, Paulo.
        I appreciate your words. And you are right. We are always evolving mentally based on mood or circumstances. This is a whirlwind of a few examples.

    • This write is clever with a lot of twists molding into each other. And I love the red kite!
      And the heartstrings. I’ll never look at them the same again. I love when you do steamy writes.
      Never over done but with a few sharp edges – bringing the heat.
      I can’t wait to see your book! And all the works you decide to put in it.

      Love everything you do plus you;)

      • Well I love you being so biased! No matter how down my day was, you cheer me up!
        I kinda stole the physical parts of this write from one I ditched earlier in the week. So yeah, this is like a hybrid write. LOL
        Ah, my book!? I swear I will get it done baby! You set the bar pretty high. I have to catch up!

    • When we read this our mind mind thinks within the piece. Everything that we want is within the cave, truth of self and existence, safety in relation to everything within the cave, all emotions within the cave are real. Outside, there is darkness and every lie that it can hold, There are the teaming deceivers outside totally envious of the warm relationship within, snarling and gnashing their teeth at truth. Tight one dude

      • Your comment deserves to be written out as a creative piece. Very enlightening, you are!
        And yep, you nailed it pretty accurately, in more sense than I did.
        Thank you much for this. It is quite helpful.

    • Beautifully written and so well thought out, even though you said your ideas were slammed together. It came together very well.

      • Actually it really just blended itself, as the ideas bounced around my head. I usually just write it all out nonstop, once the thought train is rolling. Then of course the hacking and second guessing comes! Not too much though. I try not to over edit, otherwise I end up basically rewriting the whole thing/s. Which is exactly what is happening with my book I’m supposed to be finishing!
        Good to see ya, Fia! Thanks so much, too.

    • I dig the mix of spiritual and philosophical feel to this, delivered like spoken poetry, that rhythm that begs the reader (or listener) to lean in closer.
      Great work.

      • Grant it, you won’t hear me ever reciting anything aloud. I have a glitch. LOL
        Yet,I do try to bring interesting writes here. Obviously sometimes the reader sees things a bit differently within the imagery. But that’s okay. We all interpret pour own visions, even as a picture is “painted”.
        I sincerely thank you, Wally.

    • It was a mess in my head for awhile, and this is the result of that jumble. LOL.
      Funny how a few random ideas/lines can blend into something after all.
      thank you, Damian!

    • Thomas, I wish! But I’m keeping that accolade! I’ve been stabbing my head with a pen lately, trying to make my material worth the read. So thank you for the encouragement.

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    When the whiskey is gone

    After the pain when the whiskey is gone the formaldehyde freezing in my bones as the catheter drips, my blood's martiniinto the bedpan's—Code Red, beepinglike a dying alarm clock with no fallenangels in this room, only interns flipping through...

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