J Ryan
Ars Poetica
Chicken King
Condemned
My Rainy Day
Nightfall
in a New Town
Pogo
Rain of Angels
The Sunshiny
Yellow Hearse
To the Drifter...
Upstart
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"Chicken King"
The chicken was as fragile as a vibrating bed.
All day long, paranoid.
Watching enemies innocently peck at the ground
and secretly plot doom.
Never blinking,
staring blankly outward from its hollow shell
and waiting for them to strike.
One day, a slip, then attack!
Toppled and slain like Caesar.
And this chicken, weak and delusional
was in the yard, the fertile farmland known,
as the Twilight Zone.
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Noah
Days of Daze
Perfume
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