Thursday, January 14, 2010

Thursday Prompts

Broken Mirror

It was just the time is all

I see the sun flashing on their shields below

Tread softly...

The Policeman's Parrot

Big Spider, Yellow, Swelling

It is all too much with us, with me

Some bastard stole my plums

People wearing lights

As if there is no sky, no sky

At the end of this sentence, at the end of this story


I know the truth but it is grey


Wild men who grabbed at life and lived!

Gorilla, Chain-Saw, Poetry

Slugs and Snails. Basically Slander.


That shit book by that Irish fraud

Waving? Sort of.

Dirty British Coaster

I'll be there as soon as I can

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