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Lost Plot

Lost Plotby Michael DoyleEverywhere I look, it seems forgotIs it just me, or have we lost the plotI feel it in the murderous laughterThe distant thunder is lost but chases afterSociety’s fracturing psyche is in traumaAs wordlessly we watch all … Continue reading

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On the Wrong Side of the Tracks

On the Wrong Side of the Tracksby Michael DoyleJust south Of Desolation BoulevardOn the wrong side Of those rusted tracksIs a place we knowWhere the kids all goAnd the traffic’s slowWhere hearts beat forever Than the speed of lightOn the … Continue reading

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Relative Complicity

Na/GloPoWriMo Day 12 asks that we who take up the challenge of finding something dull that we’re willing to give away.  Well, sorry, but I’m twisting this into something that can never be owned, only given and that is so … Continue reading

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