Friday, December 30, 2005
When Naked Space Aligns
Mark me off, a line to cross, a space between, one not lost. Kiss the lips where love has left, bereft of hope, a boulder cleft. Bolder than brave courage, strong though boldest won, could not last long if like foreplay that came too soon it spent itself without attun- ing to the post- coital regret...
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Sunday, November 13, 2005
Whose slippers fit better?
Well my muse hit a nostalgic note just a moment ago. My city self—jaded as a jet-lagged New Yorker en route from London, after another weekend of debauchery in Soho —slaps me hard and says, “Snap out of it before I pack you up for that frigid climate you so quaintly extol as the bastion of long-lost...
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Thursday, November 10, 2005
Sing-along!
What genre does your muse sing? Punk? Country? Classic Rock? Pop? If your muse is like mine, she is quite eclectic. Interestingly enough, there is an annual magazine entitled The Eclectic Muse. I subscribe. If you have not yet had the chance to subscribe I recommend it. Serious business aside, I...
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Monday, November 7, 2005
Hit the Neil on the Head
Neil Diamond met Neil Young last week The old Canadian rocker was out for his annual Harvest. The old New York crooner tried to Walk on Water. Old Young couldn’t get his crop off. Old Diamond sank beneath the tide of the Times. Things ain’t what they used to be. The Neils were both hammered.
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Saturday, January 3, 2004
THE CHEQUE
Cash me in I will not bounce I will help you score that ounce Lay hands on the healer Have faith in the dealer In the Lord’s name we must renounce This infernal temptation That leads us into damnation A trick of the devil To make us do evil God draw us nigh unto our salvation!
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