1. Mikel K Poet
   
   A few seconds ago near Atlanta
   
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   The Revolution will not be pathetic and evil
   
   I’m not sure what to write about, but I am going to write for fifteen minutes and
   see what comes out. The words do not flow from me manically like they always have. I think that a new pill that I started recently has robbed much, if not all, of
   ... my ability to create. I am not freaking out about this, though. I have faith that the muse will return.
   
   Karen Carpenter is singing, “Don’t you remember you told me you loved me baby; said you’d be coming back this way again, baby.” as Jaggar, my mostly
   unaffectionate black cat, lays passed out in the window to my room. Jaggar and my other cat, Kobain, love to lay in the window sill of open windows: lazy cats they are; lazy.
   
   I used to be anti-death penalty, but in the case of this kid in Boston who killed three and blew the legs off many, I think he has lost his right to exist. Why should he get three square meals after doing such a horrifying thing? I wish his brother had lived so that he could be killed. It is a sick, sad, world sometimes. I cannot believe how evil these two were. What were they thinking? The Revolution will not be started in such a sick manner. The Revolution will be one of peace and love. Someday, I will start the revolution.
   
   Mikel K
   My 15 Minutes R Up