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Wichita Sky Of all the languages spoken, slurred, battered and abused by the peoples of our Earth, few contain a term of such casual disdain as “social butterfly”. Though not the first term to often be carried with pride by it’s bearer, in spite of the condescension of it’s designator, it nonetheless has the unique essence of a curdled spite that finds itself poured into dew drops and lollipops. It’s an angel-food cake with arsenic-laced frosting. Would you call someone a “whore” while delica...

The sky is falling, Don't act so surprised We had our cake, let the dog lick the plate A prize not meant for eyes.... I'll pay my respects to the girl who taught me That silence can be a beautiful melody That words can be drugs that have lost thier touch I find myself falling, Though I'm not too surprised I''ve tread this ground feeling tied up and bound A sun not meant to rise.... And we stand with our backs turned away From the smile of salvation, Towards the Hell we name for ourselves.

There's nothing in the Bible about living for the pain There's no law that says we have to sit and fidget There's no constitution written that can make the bad men go away There's a part of me that really wants to give a shit... There's no calling in sick when it's a rainy day There's no point in making love to an idiot There's nothing about this life that I would ever change Except the part of me that doesn't want to live it... I say it's O.K., it's O.K. Why won't anybody tell me the same? T...

Passed-out in the dark, spread-eagle on a queen-size bed, dangling only fingers and toes into the surrounding space as bait for the boogeyman, and dreaming of Canada. 2 a.m. While the bars of downtown Minneapolis spit out the seeds that once upon a time were merely the gleam of the apple in the eye of the beholder(it’s ridiculous, but meet me halfway….), I parachute from the back of a wild goose with a chaser in hand, landing smack dab in the middle of Lake Ontario, cleaving a whitecap in two...

"I am awake only in what I love and desire to the point of terror - everything else is merely shrouded furniture, quotidian anaesthesia, shit-for-brains, sub-reptilian ennui of totalitarian regimes, banal censorship and useless pain." ---Hakim Bey