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Daedulus Ponders I. Desperation Daedulus ponders. His enigma stares Blatantly back Into the face of oblivion. Icarus plays, Blissfully, In the corner; Oblivious of the future. II. Contemplation Daedulus ponders The peregrine that fluctuates On currents that cradle The framework of bones and feathers. Icarus gazes, Apathetically, Through the window Of imprisonment....
Defensive Positions The cannons bellowed With mouths spewing oblonged obscenities. Hurling bullets of blasphemies To strike down the offensive enemy. Smoke (whisps of words) plumed Across the sky of this hearthly invasion Dropping acidic toxins conceived for devastation, Caught up only in self-preservation. Hearts bleeding out, emotions unbridled Catering to weapons of...
The Great Sidecar Experiment Part Six:   Finale               Down the last stretch of road we hurtled, like a cannon ball on steroids, and I could see the large red-and-white imperative STOP sign now coming very quickly into view.  I was experiencing a greatly agitating awareness of the...
The Great Sidecar Experiment Part Five:  Solidarity        The horrible realization sank into me, that we were in big trouble. Too late I remembered the rear brake pedal, that we never did get replaced.   We had figured that the front brake was providing 70% of the stopping power anyway, and we'd find a replacement...
Blood of the Scarecrow She tills the fields of regret As a whisper of a woman scorned. Thoughts grown she'd rather forget Of love's ambition never born. No reciprocation of her toil. The man would not give willingly. Blood stains saturated the soil As his heart was taken literally. Carving pumpkins into his chest To keep the piece she wanted most. The rotting shell, a scarecrow...
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