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Writing more since Trump lost.
He did lessen quality of life.

2020.12.10 – With plague
2020.12.11 – Flayed Minion
2020.12.12 – Conversation with Wife 52
2020.12.12 – The mouth breathers
2020.12.13 – There’s night
2020.12.13 – Sun gone, lights off
2020.12.13 – Last warm night of year

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With plague
even the well intentioned
bring danger

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Flayed Minion

Do dead dogs dream of electric meat?
Why is it trick, never treat?

Do rich itch from inner need
or just enjoy watching us bleed?

If space has end, what’s other side?
Will race ever blend till we’re of one mind?

Do prayers work when sang to the skies?
And why hasn’t God replied?

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Conversation with Wife 52

A billion more people past 8 years.
“Where are they all coming from?”
“Wow, must be a lot of vaginas.”
Yes especially in China.
China vagina.

Think I’ll produce a car called the Slave,
that way we can all be Slave drivers.
Make the front half black, back half white.
“That’s racist.”
Yes, a racist car… we can all go to the racists
and watch them circle the problem.
“I wouldn’t post that if I were you.”

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The mouth breathers
keep telling me
which haiku to read

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There’s night
there’s day
same coin

My beast within
barely lies below
my caution

Go ahead
starve your inner evil
it eats anyway

Best I can do
is pass the peace
and toke

Make it easier
on others

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Sun gone, lights off
fire in fireplace
toke time

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Last warm night of year
sitting by the fire pit
pipe in hand

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