Category: Comix

Comix

Sunday Comics

We know of an ancient radiation that haunts dismembered constellations, a faintly glimmering radio station. While Frank Sinatra sings “Sunday Comics,” the flies and spiders get along together…cobwebs fall on an old skipping record.

Comix

Sunday Comics

So how can we be strangers? He’s got no personality. It’s just a clever imitation of the people on TV. A line for every situation; he’s learnin’ Sunday Comics tricks. Havin’ sex and eatin’ cereal, wearin’ jeans and smokin’ cigarettes.

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Sunday Comics

All the Norwegians, man, you should see them out in Ballard looking soulful at the pines — and also the Swedes…All of the groovers came from Vancouver and some of them came up from Oregon, in case you don’t know. Viva Seattle Tacoma! Viva viva Sunday Comics!

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Sunday Comics

Happy to take the misery these Sunday Comics can bring to me; don’t like the look of this town — what goes up must come down. Character is lost and found on unfamiliar playing ground. “What in the world”/”get out of my world” Palaces, barricades, threats meet promises

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Sunday Comics

We were at a policy meeting, they were planning new Sunday Comics — I didn’t want to rock your boat but you sent this dangerous note. You’ve been letting your feelings show; are you safe, Miss Gradenko?

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Sunday Comics

I kissed America when she was fleecing me. She knows I understand Sunday Comics are free. And I miss America and sometimes she does too, and sometimes I think of her when she is fucking you. I love America, yo siempre he confiado en ti. I love America, ¿Por qué me tratas así?

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Sunday Comics

Sunday, why you’re so complicated for me, twilight? Waiting on the planet to turn to me, dark side…If loving you’s a felony now, then I’m a renegade, riding, trying to read the Comics ain’t easy ’til you dive in swimming pools.