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As this life tightens down, taut and seamless,.words bouncing like popping drums in the vagabond corps of old daddy pistols like me,..I see the spirits of my friends, whisking into the paramour of Dantes jeweled halls of zither cream, where the music roars, and the girls are plums and cherries in the back rooms of God,..I have been mistaken for the Italian pirate of the good ship GIMPLEDONG,..I have sailed her into the ice wedges of colorful Czechoslovakian planets, and hamlets of doomed midgets,...thats me,..out there on the pork tundra, insulting mermaids and Styrofoam goblins,..they have set me adrift on a Tabasco river so red and miserably steeped in rotting onions, even the leeches run from my footsteps,..but I shall storm into the Meade Hall where the Nordic king holds my pale symphonic mistress,.slice him to cutlets, and melt into the starless voids where my marauding family of deadly itinerant gypsy sorcerers prowl the horizons like the wonderful angel jackals they are, welcoming me back into the den with strong drink and choice cuts of the fresh kill.
Posted on: Thu, 14 Nov 2013 03:19:28 +0000

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