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The Darkened Underpass

Morrissey, Poetry, Music, Dead Idols, Art, and Quixotic Musings





  1. She's Leaving Home

    Last night the mother of a client of mine came in for her monthly massage. I usually see her in passing as she only gets a facial a few times a year. Her daughter, however, I see often. I hadn't recently and wondered why, but didn't think much of it as she had started college and I figured I'd see less of her because of that.

    When I saw her mother last night, I noticed she looked as though she was in pain. I figured she was suffering from lots of muscular problems.

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  2. Black Holes







    locks of gold sing songs of stone.

    Updated March 23, 2015 at 07:56 AM by hand in glove

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  3. Dear God,

    If you exist, please help me to hold my tongue today.

    Thanks.
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  4. Where Were You While We Were Getting High?

    Yesterday morning I was listening to the last half of Glastonbury 2004 on Palladia. I had hoped to catch Morrissey, but no such luck. I was treated to Muse, Oasis, and Paul McCartney, instead.

    I used to hate Oasis back in the early 90s. Well, I liked them until they started taking swings at my favorite band, Blur. After Noel Gallagher wished aids on Damon Albarn and Alex James, I smashed their CD in two. Well, in four, actually. Funny to look back at that, really. I was indeed ...
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  5. Kiss my shades...

    Of course I love this...

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