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PSYCHOPATH ON THE ROAD

I know the sky is beautiful, I told her who seemed delighted with everything on the road I'm focused on driving, I grumbled palaces and hovels heavens or hells, I don't care anymore, I said be quiet and let me drive in silence my thoughts poisoning my brain she's a pretty girl but she's gonna die too it doesn't matter that she's humming so well the dumbest song ever composed playing on the old truck radio she pouts with her face closed the way is boring like her words the next gas station is right there bunch of rednecks playing at selling gasoline the annoying accent spoken too loudly my will is to accelerate on them annihilate everything the right front tire deflating the steering pulls to the side fill that tire I tell the attendant no tip when I accelerate leaving those people in a cloud of dust the sun setting where we go yes, yes, the stars are magnificent, I reply to the childish comment she makes I bring a baseball bat by the seat her nose bleeds like sunlight that dyes the dirty clouds on the horizon she is the third only this month at first I find them charming then i can't control myself they start talking and with each word they dig a little deeper the hole where I intend to bury them

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Date: 11/28/2022 1:16:00 PM
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Marco Chies
Date: 12/2/2022 5:42:00 PM
Hello my friend. I think the praise for EAP is sincere, correct and in line with his genius. I consider EAP as a brother, as well as Kafka and my greatest tribute to both is to think about them daily.
Date: 11/28/2022 11:50:00 AM
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Date: 4/5/2022 5:11:00 AM
I Echo Milton, and add.....I’m alarmed by the acute descriptive of a person heightened by noise, inner stress, not wanting to be in or of the world, but feeling it’s others enough to kill them, psychopathy, or oppression. I’m not a psychiatrist, but find the mind of the sick in motion fascinating too. Amazing write.
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Angela Tune
Date: 4/5/2022 1:09:00 PM
Yes, I understand what your saying there Marco, applause for stepping out into this territory
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Marco Chies
Date: 4/5/2022 6:16:00 AM
Your comment is very good, Angela! I'm far from harming a single ant, what came to my mind was that you, as a writer, must develop the skills that allow you to realistically describe a crime, for example. Without this skill, we would never have the exceptional detective or mystery novels we love, produced by established authors...
Date: 4/4/2022 7:39:00 PM
Oh my, Marco, this is truly chilling! I got goosebumps reading it, and I suppose that was to be expected. I'm almost certain no psychopath would have written this, but someone who understands how they think and what they do might've. Exception writing!
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Marco Chies
Date: 4/5/2022 6:09:00 AM
Milton, I love cars, women and roads, lol lol lol... Edgar Allan Poe wrote The Raven in a technical way, he took the most beautiful, love, the saddest, death, and gave us a exceptional poem on these two themes. Evidently there is a wide gulf between a proverbially prominent poet and a poor beginner like me....