The Plank.

Americana Injustica

You, so manly
present to me
a charming mystery,
but maybe,
tell me…
your well-versed hands,
can they find me,
and touch me?
Can that buccaneer,
pirate this booty?
Can your glasses shade,
this blazing heat?
Can your man stand up,
to your poetry?
our secret affair
of which you’re not aware,
do you follow me?

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Under Foot.

Americana Injustica


pressed ‘n pleated,

predisposed and superseded,


poorly heeded,




pin-up prose,

cake-layer completed,

centrally distributed,

locally re-heated,




nearly spewed,

swallowed up,

oh Hell –


won’t sit well,

if stacked up to,

the tried and true,

another epic fail,

shoddily fabricated,

horizontally situated,

systematically nauseated,

linguistically free,

tongue in cheek,

verbally inebriated,

an atrocity,

a featherless Crane,

singed into the brain,

of the Herring,

a forsaken queen,

been busy,

out bone-collecting,

well beyond her means,

never satiated,

by her plundering,

blindly placated,

by the obsolete,

of the broken-spirited,

broken down,

rotted through,

to an army paraded,

beneath the sole of my shoe.

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then just go do what’s best for you and finally enjoy the rest of your life in peace wherever you choose to do so. Damn it, you sure deserve it and moreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) \”◉ ◡ ◉”/ Hugs&💨 💋

Americana Injustica

Things are happening; I have already started to pull out every box and crate stored in my garage; in order to sift through and keep only what’s truly necessary, I must touch each thing.

It’s almost comical…how all of the things I have nearly killed myself in order to hang on to for so long will soon be thrown out. These things turn out to mean nothing; and to serve no purpose at all…outside of painful reminders to me of a former identity that’s become a bitterly recalled ghost. Things are changing; big ideas are being rolled into balls and set into motion around me – and I have been called off the bench to get into the game. I intend to play like never before once I get on the field, believe me…

But Life is funny this way, isn’t it? At last, I have lost everything; I don’t…

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Just an update

Glad to hear you’re OK. Let it all flow naturally and grab a big bucket to catch all those thoughts and ideas when the faucet in your mind turns on d ………………ᕙ(💓▿💓)ᕗ………….💨 Hugs&💋 💓 🎉 🎊 🎆 ⚽ 💣 💥 🔥💓 💨 🎉 🎊 🎆 ⚽ 💣 💥 🔥………………………….

Let me tell you a story...

I am totally alive 🙂 and i love you all

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