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Barren Chatter

Cake walks and avalanches dangle inviting morsels of distress rushing like television on schedules of mischief with egos aplenty hauling the barrow without common vigilance to dance on the fresh dirt while packing bodies in. Loose change tumbles from limp palms and interest plans; crescendos of misery sing in scoundrel ears as set forth by campaigns of sin terrifying to line up the languid in perilous events always on schedule while creating blind demand without sympathy to humans in mortal need or harmony with living things beneficent. Tangle knots of certainty grin from broken teeth whittled to nubs by gnawing predatory greed, the gums bleed fresh prayers to the curtain in the back.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 10/6/2009 7:39:00 AM
I get it, it is no joke that chatter can kill.
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Date: 10/5/2009 12:52:00 PM
"Whittled to nubs by gnawing predatory greed" is a powerful line that recalls for me the chaos in Washington, DC. The winners always seem to enjoy dancing on the bodies of those who have fallen. Excellent write, John! Love, Carolyn
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