Listen to that sound, like an old tree rattling against your house on a windy day. You thought it was your leaky heart, or your aging lungs, but it isn't. It's the Death Duck quacking outside your window, coveting your larder with his beady little eyes. He isn't a smart or a skillful duck, but he is as indestructible as stupidity. Sooner or later, through sheer inadvertance, he will find himself inside your home, and then he will greedily consume your vitality. You will die with the certain knowledge that you could have lived another day, or perhaps a year or a decade, if only you had known exactly which shingle or loose board to fix, or which door to keep locked on that particular day.
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Do you ever look around and notice that you are not awake? Or look around too hard and feel a blood vessel in your eye pop?
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Watch for another online rag called Herage. Trains are funky machinery. Check them out. I used to be religious...I got over it. Dreams:A goat with a red painted fur head, and a blue body. The horns were black obsidian (is it ever any other color?) and way sharp. My youngest brother was dressed in a fuzzy white sheep-type outfit, and he had a younger face than he is, as if he were about four years old. He was very wise and well-spoken, despite his apparent age. Sacrifice?Lyrics Of The Day: Sleep Baby Jane
The reason Tom Lehrer quit songwriting (for the Electric Company too!) was that Kissinger won the Nobel Peace Prize.