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Lest We Forget the Cyborgs Arguing with my dreams, I wake up, like Freud, unhappy.  I move my words from room to room. It’s a precaution I take against the disappearance of the present. Every so [...]

  Keeping an Eye on You After watching edible television, I’m learning to talk to myself. Thinking means different things to different people. Consider the spaghetti western. Simple living [...]

  Tonight, I’m waiting for the world to come to me.  In the meantime, I hear the drums of car doors slamming, airtight thuds.  They’re not just noises, but symbols, a fact that tells me that [...]