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Mind Ferrets

Insomnia- the madman napping in the attic. Alarm clock set for a second past the ogre's hour... His greasy head resting on a burlap bag. Filling with ferrets and rats-firecrackers for teeth. The alarm goes off-he opens the bag. Laughing while injecting with red bull and meth.. He lives to plant a sluice box into your mind. Washing the last nugget from your tired life.

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Date: 10/16/2021 2:49:00 AM
Doesn’t sound like a place I’d want to be…physically or mentally. Love the second line, Anthony.
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Anthony Biaanco
Date: 10/16/2021 9:27:00 AM
thanks for dropping in..eventually the mind ferrets will pay a call to all..maybe you're the exception.;i hope so. godbless anthony
Date: 10/15/2021 3:27:00 AM
Anthony good one! Precise and concrete! The psychological factor appeals.
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Anthony Biaanco
Date: 10/16/2021 9:28:00 AM
thanks for reading my poetry..glad you liked it.. godbless anthony

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