Seems like yesterday
Had a group the geezer griped
To no one but he
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All smoke and savor
Wafting up from our altars
Leaving ash behind
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spare me your fiat
relationship currency
I want to barter
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Donning the sable
Self righteous posturing gone
Malfeasance galore
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start of day snugglefinger tips wander delightstrace the path to more -
When the gift of girthDelivers mountains of mirthFor all of its worth -
Nascent ruin for mostMimicry of the lifestyleRich and shameless ruseBlatantly picking pocketsSelling we can be like them -
I turn today’s pageTo get on with tomorrow’sBlue plate du jour rage -
A glimmer of hope
Not on the menu today
Just cold grumpy gruel
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I have to remindmyself to remember thethings I’ve forgotten -
Peek through lace curtainsNow tattered shredded and stainedSee chaos inside -
digital puckerwith musk bezos and zuckerpotted flesh for themgreased with their filthy lucrecanned spam American scam -
I guess this is proofBad ideas never endThey just hibernate -
How is glorifiedconfirmation bias sold?In bunches of hunch. -
recalling the viewwhen I started lifetimes slide“wheeeee!” been quite a ride -
where inerrant meetsaberrant that’s vanityshifting abhorrent -
The fool swayed on stageWhile the fools lapped it all up“I don’t need you fools”“I’ve fooled enough already”As the fools all fell in line -
walls made of our stuffstacked in cattywampus rowsselfmade labyrinth -
balanced on the crustof economies pie chartdebt magnet pulls me -
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freeze the frieze in timecaptured on a viaductor just graffiti -
Few that I call friendOver time fewer still hearBattles fought each yearEven when they were long lostStill grateful to see you near -
A fresh layer snow
What prints shall we leave this time
History tracks us
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My last found loverCan seduce like no otherHer special allureTurns my awkward blue chatterTo slutty sapphire banter -
Groomed in the sixtiesFor draft in the seventiesNation said, “Nevermind.”
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from a furtive glanceto glancing blow use the chance
to view each askance -
the taste of a steak
cooked on my old charcoal grill
flavor moooooves me still -
Expose film to light Dark. Chemical bath. More light. Develop photo You're the film exposed to light Be the paper of your life
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events sadden me
scratch at my devices gate
but I refuse to
throw myself down rabbit holes
with no more bunnies to give -
on the upside it's
not twenty five twenty five
so we're still alive
Haiku a Day 
