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All I wanted to do Was go to the Moon It's where they all said, it was at "Why, it was amazing up there!" It was the place to go The place to be You just had to go there It just had to be seen. So! So I went to the Moon And they all smiled at me And nodded their heads "Isn't it beautiful ?", they all said Yes, I replied, it's... it's beautiful It's just like... like a great big A great big...... Quarry!!! Lots of rocks and shale and dust and    stuff... About as empty as my soul And empty as yours as well I fear.                           II (Maybe I could set up a hamburger    stall there Sell Moonburgers and nice crispy    Saturn onion rings And Milky Way milkshakes At least then...at least then they'd be filled with something).
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Feb 5, 2020
Feb 5, 2020 at 11:19 AM UTC
Trip to the Moon (The Emperor's Clothes)
rotting horse carcass. green glowing filament by moonlight ****** & mistrust us. radioactive drums of waste &/or dreams. boys swimming. fistfights at night by headlight & tooth crackle. (spit) then bonfire pallets lit & danced upon. plumes of gas-can outcries. the days & abuelitas & ghosts pinched cheek - pinched cooler - grandaddy on the grill. his gasping yellow dogs. judy is in the underbrush with a walkie-talkie & a p.b.j. desmond leaps from high rocks; he descends into another world by way of molecular-mishap. dove deep. riding the portal boar. wasps hover above spilt wine & declare war upon brothers with b.b. guns & firecrackers & spf 50+. the saturday/sunday sagas between beams of heat laughter breakdowns to knees, to bees, honey. homecoming queen dead & wrapped in plastic. body found with turtle bites. fungi. the slabs of granite. old iron tractors bent & held by tree wives. toast. jam hewn hwedges of crisped bread.
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Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 2:34 AM UTC
the quarry
What Do I Do Now?
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Jul 4, 2014
Jul 4, 2014 at 2:39 AM UTC
5w