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Invincibility Potion: NPM 2012.3 - Quite the Panic

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Thursday, April 5, 2012. NPM 2012.3 - Quite the Panic. Cutting keys to my place now. Gasping through a mist. To get in and get that shaking. All over all my shit. Turn all that Shake. And wake me up like. Lousy cops like a very lovely person. Got into a car and won't. Ever get out again and. Goddammit it's still dark out. But you've gotta get. Out of that bed. You've gotta point and sneer and nod. And throw up and pace the horrible. Horrible stillness til the sun. Tells you to go back. And land too soft.

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Invincibility Potion: February 2012

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Saturday, February 25, 2012. And stand under the headlines every morning. Digging at your eyes. And clinging to the shade they cast. With displaced prayers spilling out over the edges of polite behavior. And when sleep comes. Or like dead cars dropped from helicopters hovering over the freeway. To provide you with either. Secret portable biographies piled up into. Bloodless statistics once the screaming has ceased. Though the smell of gasoline lingers. The screen is black. All that work lost. Tell them t...

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Invincibility Potion: June 2010

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Sunday, June 20, 2010. As Soon As This Bottle's Empty. As soon as this bottle's empty, we'll rise. And though there'll be decades of clean-up. We've all worked in bars. And restaurants and shit like that. We get a broom in our hands and it'll be like. It won't be any kind of party, but it's okay. Because we'll have killed that bottle. Once we sweat out the asshole. And drink enough water. We'll buy whatever we need and. Then maybe work on what we want. See, we're rich. In piano lessons and offensive jokes.

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Invincibility Potion: March 2011

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Friday, March 11, 2011. The garbage bags and the. Coroner wind been talking. Some bad plans there. Some real harsh witnessing. And the turf just lies there. Like the day before. No such startle there. There's a rake in the garage. And a fright worn garishly on. Some slippery words start. Planning to slur out over a burial. There's a gold band for every other. Ring finger and a tag for every other. The autistic frost kicking the. Dust up on every highway just. Keeps a real clean pistol in its glove box.

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Invincibility Potion: Something for Ray - part 1 - 6/6/12

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Thursday, June 7, 2012. Something for Ray - part 1 - 6/6/12. Ray Bradbury died last night. I have felt sick all day. And I don't expect to feel much better anytime soon. I am not Joe Hill. I am not George Clayton Johnson. I am not Frank Darabont or Stuart Gordon. I am not F. Murray Abraham or Joe Mantegna. But Ray knew me and called me by my first name. And wearing that badge, I will scrawl my tribute on the wall with the others. I followed Bo Derek. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). February 24th, 2010.

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Invincibility Potion: June 2012

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Thursday, June 7, 2012. Something for Ray - part 1 - 6/6/12. Ray Bradbury died last night. I have felt sick all day. And I don't expect to feel much better anytime soon. I am not Joe Hill. I am not George Clayton Johnson. I am not Frank Darabont or Stuart Gordon. I am not F. Murray Abraham or Joe Mantegna. But Ray knew me and called me by my first name. And wearing that badge, I will scrawl my tribute on the wall with the others. I followed Bo Derek. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). February 24th, 2010. I'm a...

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Invincibility Potion: July 2010

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Monday, July 12, 2010. Starting to look awful ghoulish. Like a hidden hangar for billions of buzzards. All waiting on that jaw to open. All waiting on my surrender with a single cough. My skin's gonna peel off in their. Like wet Budweiser labels. Just another empty bottle in the sun. White grins at the restaurants. In foreign realms under key lights. White grins at the department stores that. I can't afford to breathe in. White grins who've never heard a good joke. As mean as their own barricades.

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Invincibility Potion: January 2011

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Friday, January 28, 2011. The Pharoahs are shitting themselves now. Shut down the networks and they can't call the aliens for help. The kids that built the Pyramids are listening to rock'n'roll. The kids threw up the honey beer and slipped into hoodies. Stepped out onto asphalt to answer the Sphynx's riddle. The kids aren't bowing to the whip. The kids are fucking shit up. About to prove there's no such thing as immortality. The kids are ripping brains and guts out of the Great Corpse. You just hate it.

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Invincibility Potion: NPM 2012 .1 - Non-Teens

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Sunday, April 1, 2012. NPM 2012 .1 - Non-Teens. Those hangovers that grab your ears and then. Go slack as dead weight. Those thirty-somethings who play teenagers. At bars and house parties. Or all over your chest. Their laughter is joyless. They've never heard a good joke. But the keep repeating the horrible ones. Those days you go clean. Those frustrating bogus pretenders. Throwing parades in your neighborhood. Never bothering to ask for permits. Better get up, it doesn't look like rain today.

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Invincibility Potion: November 2010

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Wednesday, November 24, 2010. Cold, Dull Knives. They're putting the cold knives into her again. Not even heating them up. They don't want that flat steel to go in too easy. Want em to take a little elbow. They wanna have to get mean to get em into her. They keep em in a freezer most of the year. Only take the things out once in a great while. So you can imagine how cold they are when she feels em. They keep them right next to the ice tray, even. And they're not very sharp either. February 24th, 2010.