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------------------------------------ There was a large painting of Evel Knievel shaking hands with Richard Nixon. It hung in the Mayors office. Late one evening after everyone went home. I took it down to the lab. I zoomed in on Evel’s left eye a 100x and enhanced it. It was an address. I went to the address. It was a modest, 1970’s style, split level ranch home in the suburbs.
----------------------------------- Inside I found a dead parrot lying on a waterbed. I revived the parrot with some saltines and adrenaline. We became good friends. The parrots name was Randy. One night a few years later while Randy and me played Gin Rummy, he sang me a song about a fire. The title of this blog was never mentioned but I sensed it, and Randy confirmed it by giving me ‘THE LOOK’.
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I had a dream that I was a straight up baller
I changed my name to Todd and moved into Tangier Estates
I bought a medium level luxury sedan and took up tai chi
I freed everyone from the illusion of suffering by whispering the lyrics of Tin Man into the ear of a thousand kittens.
I made love to the cruel and the ignorant, atop a infinite pile of Hungry Man TV dinners
I burned myself on the cobbler
My heart raced in vain
I was alone and dreaming
til the muffler salesman called out my true name
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