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| ***BIO*** Scott Wannberg: A bookstore clerk who sits at this machine and lets stuff hopefully bubble through while listening to the likes of Tom Russell,Townes van Zandt,John Prine,etc...my last child, Nomads of Oblivion, was put out by Lummox Press here in Southern California. |
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| journey's end |
| by Scott Wannberg |
| santa claus got stuck in the chimney
they just don't make them like they used to the cia had to get him out his non de plume is saint nick in time microfilm wrapped around the antlers of his reindeer the real story in all its raw nakedness it's never the journey's end but the process of the journey itself full of deep holes in the ground shiny people break their ankles every day every romantic ballad has a time bomb in it, ticking the lovers are well armed most of its show the bullets don't work the knife blade is rubber if only it were so stimulants for my friends off to the new showers we go it just might be water this time and not all that much more the motel desk clerk is overly familiar i wasn't planning on sleeping that much, anyway all night the trucks roll in their engines not too reassuring i think i'll stop a few seconds hold up my end of the earth there's life somewhere down the line maybe a little hope they yell your name loud you accept could the planet be a cotton ball? go on, get a wet rag and wipe off the dirt your escape route is a little too far away you'll have to finally admit you can dance rise up, its time |
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| Sept. 2008 |
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