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EffulgenceI wish to obtainMore Like This
the light from this
darkness that is
devouring my mind.
-Brian Shuffett
November 10th, 2010
Atlantic City BluesMore Like This
Atlantic City Blues
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Broken wallets
and broke souls slink
down the strip near where
the bitter hearts drink,
and me another boy, mind set to flip
with broken back and quivering lip.
Earned some friends,
but lost too many
rolling my bones on the altars of
green-felt and mahogany.
I've seen grannies play
sweet pension checks away,
wrinkled brows hot with fever,
sweating out destiny and pulling the lever.
Chancy crones, all beggars
before a mechanical master
tugging it's sleeve for a quarter or less.
Discreetly, per pull it picks their pocket
to feed the angelic arch-demon of profit.
When then they finall
Atlantic CityMore Like This
Atlantic City
By Jeri Brandt
Neon, purple and florescent lights parked on the side walk
Click, clack, switching hard crunching under the pavement shifting along
Puffs of air swing out of moist lips
Hovering, bloating, waiting in the long bleak lines burning up
Never day. Never day. Always on, always morning forgotten burdens
It was a city long ago…
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Remember when you were a child? Isn't life a much simpler place? The sun came up and it set. Your parents, your friends, the birds, the flowers, the ladybug running up your arm, these things were all that mattered. As a child, all possibilities are open to the point of
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Architecture Hi!More Like This
I'm Karmen, new journalist in here and I will be posting beautiful photos, what have catched my eye, at least once in a month.
My journal posts usually are with topics, such as urban, people, nature and animals.
I hope you like it!
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