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Late Night Snack

i close my eyes to concentrate on cattle but an altered state comes over me is this a dream? no, that can’t be internal inconsistency is lacking quacking spider lizards tracking nasdaq want financial backing but in cheese which normally … Continue reading

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Port Deposit 1965

When I was very small I had a friend Whom I called Ducky, which was apropos Because he was. My sister would pretend That he was just a toy; he wasn’t, though. To prove to her that Ducky could, too, … Continue reading

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…Like No One’s Quacking

The ballerina had a duck With whom she’d pas de deux at night Behind her boyfriend’s pickup truck Illuminated by the light, Reflected in the bumper’s chrome, From that benighted sign whose sight Invited strangers to her home.

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Trolling Audubon

I’m not awake enough to know If this is still a dream. If so, The penguins in that pickup truck Are drunk; if not, I broke the duck.

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What Do You See In The Mirror?

Monopedal water fowl Shedding wet without a towel In the rain upon a wall, Who’s the fairest of them all?

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Just The Quacks, Ma’am

Ducks don’t really have to quack; It’s just alternatives they lack. They’re unimaginative fowl No more wise than half an owl Doomed to squawk that one dumb phrase Until their soggy End of Days. Ducks don’t have to quack, but … Continue reading

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I Know Man

So I sd, start with a hic- coughing chick- en & see where it takes you– the water sur- rounds us, what the– duck it’s a god damn duck just hold yr breath

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