25Sep 2026 Willie Smith

PORTLAND BOUND

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Tank cars black in the night, clackety-clack down the track, Portland bound; under the Dog Star; under Orion; under the Bull; clackety-clack, Portland bound. Me, I am to say to... Read More
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Now we know where dreamers go. – mh clay

30Jul 2025 Willie Smith

NIGHTCRAWLER

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Well, I’m an oxygen waster and a boneyard taster. And on top of that, under my hat, I’m high as a peak on the moon. Maybe today, maybe next week,... Read More
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It’s the lookin’ that counts. – mh clay

29May 2024 Willie Smith

PROGRESS OF THE OGRESS

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The Ogress of Progress visits me in a dream. Offers to buy my house for the promise of unlimited licks at her O-ring. I decline the privilege. She tells it... Read More
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So long as that meanin’ ain’t mean. – mh clay

28Mar 2023 Willie Smith

SPARRING WITH MY STREAMING SELF

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I love – after an out-of-Budweiser experience – boxing with my shadow; beside myself with cyber lust, floating above the smoke, drowning, none-the-wiser, in some excess of mirrors, summoning ecstatic... Read More
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Googled to a gut full with (instant) gratification – a bargain at any price. – mh clay

27Jan 2022 Willie Smith

AFTERNOON ZENITH

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Turned on the TV, and the TV turned on me. A dog on the screen appeared. I sneered at how stupid the dog appeared. Barked, “Jump, Rover – Jump!” And... Read More
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Letting doggones be bygones. – mh clay

24Nov 2020 Willie Smith

THOSE DAZE

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One of those days when I can’t decide how many humps in an m, the number of ans in banana, how Achilles could ever overtake the tortoise, Death and I... Read More
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Pack it in, swallow whole; lest parched, other side, a thirsty soul. – mh clay

19Nov 2019 Willie Smith

ESCALADE SERENADE

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After dark, the people from under the bridge come out, searching under streetlights, up and down the concrete, for a better outcome. They gather in clots, yakking, muttering, hoarse whispering,... Read More
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They lie where they lay, not laid. These links make a chain… chain… chain… – mh clay

20Dec 2018 Willie Smith

GRAVEDIGGER SCENE

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Leaves skitter across the concrete – Hamlet at the skull poking fun, acting oh-so very discreet. Hurray, I’m 69 – sidewise Cancer – everyone! Although I’m in fact a Scorpio-Libra... Read More
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It’s the way we go; might’s well keep the motor running. – mh clay

30Dec 2017 Willie Smith

SÉANCE

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How to word thought without deliberate thought; deliberately to deliver through word thought. We dead, you see, although, of course, you can’t, think not. Tie instead our tie in a... Read More
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Um hum, thought so! – mh clay

24Nov 2016 Willie Smith

AUBADE

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Do I love you more than dew in the dawn sparkles? Do webs irised in the garden twinkle less than the smile I catch in your eye? Yes and yes.... Read More
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Sweet morning’s muse. Love for thanks and thanks for love. – mh clay