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Proverbs of Smog #79

21 hours ago 1 minute read 0 comments Nathan Payne

Zelle: [email protected] Proverbs of Smog Chapter Seventy-Nine 1. We dance by faith, and not by sight. 2. Burn your dreams. 3. Every night. 4. Say alrighty for the Almighty. 5. Keep your caffeine shoes on. 6. Which side of the machine ar...

Another chance to rearrange the dream

12 Jul 2026 1 minute read 0 comments Nathan Payne

Zelle: [email protected] The neighbor has been cursing in hisvan lately, clearlyagitatedby the miserable pleasuresof the vacationeverybody thinks we're on.It's getting to the pointthat I'm concernedhe'll bringattention to us;being homele...

The pagan religion in my pants

11 Jul 2026 1 minute read 0 comments Nathan Payne

Zelle: [email protected] I watched Sad Max again the other day,the essential existential post-apocalypticThrillerwith the pop musicHaircut;I realized they were jealous of myDream,the other people in the theater;I fed my popcorn to the sc...

A Silent Song

7 Jul 2026 1 minute read 0 comments Nathan Payne

Zelle: [email protected] "I'm just going over JordanI'm just going over home"Wayfaring Stranger  It is not mydutyto sing anddance for you It's not my dutyto shake yourhand It's not my dutyto pay respect,or pander toYour fascistic,unimagi...

An American Wonkavision Casualty Who Used To Be A Duck

4 Jul 2026 1 minute read 0 comments Nathan Payne

Happy birthday, America. Don't watch too much Wonkavision. Once upon a foodstampTwice upon a buck Thrice upon an American Wonkavision casualtyWho used to be a duck The city is a baby plugged into the sunaffirmatively, maybe,I drugged a loaded gunacr...

Till death do us part...

3 Jul 2026 3 minute read 0 comments rebeysa85

Today I found myself remembering our life together; how we met, how we fell in love, how we got where we are now.... It was a Wednesday night and I was at a party with some friends, and I was quite bored actually. I decided to go outside to get some...

I spent the night at Angri-La

20 Jun 2026 1 minute read 0 comments Nathan Payne

Zelle: [email protected] I spent the night at Angri-LaThe horror there!I thought I saw the shadow of adeath trip,clawing toward the light;the temptation to extinguish it,to conceal myselfin rageso that the death trip wouldn'tsee me, was...

The air was warm and monkey

6 Jun 2026 1 minute read 0 comments Nathan Payne

Zelle: [email protected] The air was warm and monkey.Carrots perched upon my shoulder,mimicking the donkey.I must have been singing in thewrong key.Does the cow drink scum milkdirectly from the honkey?Can you hear me humming, now?Who wil...

A Broken Tombstone

4 Jun 2026 1 minute read 0 comments Nathan Payne

Zelle: [email protected] When I die I want a broken tombstone,Marble, rottenwhite,With the patina and consistencyof moonlight.***When I die I want a brokentombstone,A guardian angel of glowing neonboneleaning like a petrified ghostOn the...

The Weeping Anarchist

24 May 2026 1 minute read 0 comments Nathan Payne

Zelle: [email protected] The anarchist is weeping.The toy store issleeping;There is a madman full of dirtytreats,Wandering the trees,Pondering thestreetsIn search of the existenceOf actually Nothing. The anarchist is weeping.There is a...