Tweaker Jane

Lust is weakened blood surging through her veins. She’ll drive it to the brink until it finally shoots her down. Jane is consumed by her lust. She’s gonna die one day, and she knows it. Her weak veins bubble as she watches Joe-Joe fill the needle. He clicks his nails on the plastic tube and her eardrums quiver. The deadly liquid swims through her body, as madness swims through her mind. Jane’s lust leaves her, subdued by the poison. “Melt into me,” the couch whispers, “feel my fibers with yours.” Jane’s heart beats a message her brain will never get, “Hold... 

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How to Sing the Blues

1. Most Blues begin, “Woke up this morning…” 2. “I got a good woman” is a bad way to begin the Blues, unless you stick something nasty in the next line like, “I got a good woman, with the meanest face in town.” 3. The Blues is simple. After you get the first line right, repeat it. Then find something that rhymes…sort of: “Got a good woman with the Meanest face in town. Yes, I got a good woman with the meanest face in town. Got teeth like Margaret Thatcher, and she weigh 500 pound.” 4. The Blues is not about choice. You... 

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The Cold Within

The Cold Within Author Unknown Six human trapped by happenstance In dark and bitter cold. Each one possessed a stick of wood, Or so the story’s told. Their dying fire in need of logs, The first woman held hers back, For on the faces ‘round the fire, She noticed that one was Black. The next man looking ‘cross the way Saw one not of his church, And couldn’t bring himself to give The fire his stick of birch. The third one sat in tattered clothes, He gave his coat a hitch, Why should his log be put to use To warm the idle rich? The rich man just sat back and thought Of wealth... 

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