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Stephen King

Posted in Uncategorized on July 11, 2014 by unsensible

Stephen King says:
“When you get paid for your writing…and you use it to pay your electric”
You’re a good writer

Stephen King says:
“If you can’t read 4 to 6 hours each day, you’ll never be a good writer”

Stephen King says:
“Write 2,000 words per day.”

50 Novels and 200 short stories can’t be wrong

And this isn’t a poem, it’s a “piece”, which is to say I don’t know

I don’t give a fuck if he lacks respect from contemporaries
I would get lost in that world
Constructed of sweat not genius, questions not certainty

I wish I could get lost in my own world instead
Time to get to what really keeps the power on

Just one 1,870 words to go Steve



Posted in Uncategorized on July 10, 2014 by unsensible

Last night’s orgy of positivity
Has left me with a wicked hangover
In the thin weak tea light of a staggering dawn
Blackout curtains drawn
I study the ever-growing lines on the meat of my palms
An intricate highway to nowhere
And contemplate a new career in oblivion
But where do I apply?

Posted in Uncategorized on July 8, 2014 by unsensible

In a kingdom of the blind
the one-eyed man is cruel.

The Corresponding Button* (Spam Poem #2)

Posted in Uncategorized on July 8, 2014 by unsensible

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Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 1, 2014 by unsensible

I’m breaking up with Diet Coke
Fraudulent thrills and sugarless sweets
Candy shelled vapid jokes
Bunkum bon bons and honey treats

That make me reach like Tantalus
A presque vu taste belt junkie
Sweating sucrose ravenous
Two hours later hungry

(For times when)

Sweets were food and I was me
Girls were girls and lust was free

Ingredients like the Book of Numbers
A Latin Mass of calumny

Cyclamate and Aspartame,
Neolyte and Saccharin
Agave and Neotame
Acesulfame Potassium

Pantheon of gods of thunder
Or star-crossed love Greek Tragedy