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Bloody Sunday


Now that lent was over
I could get back on with my life
& my sinful ways

Habits & wishlists
have changed dramatically
over the years
but I tell people I’m pretty much
the same as I’ve always been

I don’t go to Easter Mass anymore
mainly to avoid the crowds
& their seemingly good intentions

After brunch
I retrieved my stash
that was miraculously untouched
for forty days & forty nights

As for dessert I mixed myself
a Bloody Mary garnished w/the works
found a quiet place away
from all the noise
& enjoyed a bit of an old staple
called hashish under glass





april two thousand twenty-three
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all rights reserved

I walk alone


moderation is but a stranger
he thought
sitting on a park bench
and feeding the pigeons
bread of life meant to last
the entire winter

somewhere down the road
everything became all or none
as those earthly habits
siphoned off the fuel
that once powered his
beautiful thoughts

the very idea of divorcing
such influential forces
from his daily rituals
sent his mind tumbling
deeper into the fray

knowing there could never be
one final straw
he walked along the river alone
his destructive tendencies
seemingly out of sight





february two thousand fourteen
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all rights reserved

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