Dread Poets Sobriety

poetry

  • “Time-Flies”

    Back contrary to popular demand! In so much as all work and no play renders Jack a soporific male, it turns out that all play and no work poses a similarly detrimental risk. Who knew? Granted I’m not overly dull, per se, but nor am I especially sharp. 🙂 I’m cutting the foreplay short today,… Continue reading

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  • “Broken Cursing”

    Today’s post is dedicated to a singular purpose. No intro, must be serious. Yes and no… There was until recently a very specific mental block against which I did battle to rare avail. An oversold cliché to which I had opted out. Enough preamble, let’s do this! How many times have you been told you… Continue reading

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  • Intra-Planetary Pilgrim

    Greetings Minnows and Monk-fish! Marsupials and Macaques! Birds? What birds? The weather today has perked up much like the hungover enjoying their second drink the following day. Radiant sunshine and a chorus of birdsong for our listening pleasure and ambient comfort. Truly that feckless Nature wench has granted us a temporary reprieve for murdering her… Continue reading

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