The 19th Century Writer

The fire incinerates cedar, coal and cabbage cores

Underweight cats chase underweight mice into the underweight walls of the underweight house

Beeswax stalagmites glow tiny amber halos of hope

Syphilis gently nibbles on brain matter as the mind attempts to decrypt the chaos

Suddenly his fingers stop hitting the typewriter keys
He tears off the page and scribbles with a quill
He holds up his prose and posterior sketch
As his hands lower the page
He raises his head

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THE BAND KEPT PLAYING WHEN THE TITANIC SANK. WOULD YOU KEEP PLAYING IF YOU WERE GONNA DIE TOMORROW?

24 hours to live. Better get home and draw an ass.

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Imagine the sound when the band hit the water