Strange days.

Early Christmas.

Double shifting,

the psychotic’s analog.

Hither lies the breeding ground

for strange

and voluminous

mitochondria seed beds.

Grow my pretties.

Spread and disseminate.

Pumping out words

like sludge backflow.

Industrial runoff.

The real bad kind.

Two headed fish

and birth defects.

Toxic Earth words.

“Simmer down, shorty,

you’re giving yourself too much credit!”

Just enjoy the day,

it’s Christmas in November.


and be loved

and keep on pumping out the words

until the world says “Stop!”

Then keep going.


  • HG

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