Portland's strangest duo publishes their literature

This site is a collection of poems/prose secretly written by musician/producer Machine Gun Max, and musician/producer Blind Unkle Vernon (explorers of the dreamworld). Many of these pages sat vacant in boxes - unseen from the eyes of strangers - and have accumulated over many years. Most were never meant to be seen... until now. Today, there are thousands of untitled writings now being displayed in this blog. If you would like to contact them for any reason, they encourage fans to send emails to: explorersofthedreamworld@gmail.com

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

*Around Corners*

It's hard to think when you are walking
through extremely cold temperatures.
Max trains were like bobsleds,
and the lamp post light
felt like an oven.
Don't care to see passed the
unplanned unexplained unpredictable
focal point of my life.
and what's this news about
a bunch of birds falling dead from
the sky and fish dying in the same 10 to 12
mile radius?
I'm not sure where it happened, but either
way it's still very strange nonetheless.
taking comfort in that
makes living seem more easier.

-alright pickles....do your thing!
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