Basura Enel Botes, Danny Wilson [reading an ebook TXT] 📗

Did Alan Ginsburg Really Exist

     S

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boys standing

tall.     I reflect on

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pillows.....

     Jack Kerouac forcing me to

L

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O

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at my rubber soul?

            Savannah Brown

 

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a stern finger anew.

            Nuff said.

   

Catchers in The Rye

      S

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miles davis within

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   Mexico?

        Debbie Harry roars!

                   Chasing purple

R

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N......

      Ears ringing insanely?

                   Losing Noam

C

H

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S

K

Y........

       

Dirigete Conel Favor

      I did it my

W

A

Y.......

     Chasing caviar

Dreams?

       Sister Mary Edmund

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from up above?

          The end.

Beneath Logans Run

   It all

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at Dennys.

        Feeling the pain of

M

O

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and Pop over bacon & eggs?

                    A

N

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cup of joe.

       Vietnam Vets telling

T

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tales-----

     RIP

16 Days to Friday

      Pet sounds coming 

F

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tired eyes?

        H

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A

C

E

     Newbern tried.

              The elites 

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the bards to mislead

society?

      A

L

W

A

Y

S........

 

The Final Meltdown

      The last train to

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runs through Tijuana,

M

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X

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C

O......

     Homeless folks waving as

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fade to black.....

           

Ranting for 15 Seconds

     Was i ever

G

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F

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and Talented?

           Did i even

C

A

R

E.....

    Cicero Talks....Cicero

w

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L

K

S....

    Stepping out of the

C

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A.....

     Erica Krauss screams!

Bye.

Soylent Green Again

      Tom Cruise

K

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S

everything!

      Falling into my

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self?

    Judy Collela pointing a

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finger......

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     Bellies growl.......

Hungry Bellies wax poetically!

      Nuff said.

Approaching Farenheit 411

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burning brightly at

4pm?

   Grueso emotions

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to the surface?

            Trece Treinto

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me reflective.

            Eyes wide open!

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Publication Date: 04-29-2021

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Dedication:
Dedicated to what used to be truth....