Chapin City Blues

Writing is writing whether done for duty, profit, or fun.

I should’ve seen this coming the moment I made two posts dealing with transgender/transsexuals and two of the most popular characters on the Internet. This isn’t the highest searches, by the way. They’re just the ones I’ve got today. It seems a swarm of fetishist have found my blog looking for smut online. Awesome. Maybe they …

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To the Dancers in the Rain

January 14, 2011

I didn’t believe in anyone but I found you today
My eyes are not closed baby I still remember
If my words are not that clear
I know my heart is understanding
Every little kiss of you

I’m your princess for a night, maybe forever
We were dancers in the rain and it still remains

If my words are not that clear
I know my heart is understanding
Every little kiss of you

Just a sunny day in Paris please give it back to me
I don’t need to be romantic I just have to be me

My lover is gone but I’m not on my own
With all these little kisses of you
My lover is gone but I’m not on my own
With all these little kisses of you

Cotard’s syndrome is a mental disease where the victim concludes that he or she is dead. It starts slow like. A dream I’ve been having since I can recall. It takes on several manifestations, but it’s always the same. I’m older each time I have it. I’m aging with the dream. The parking brake doesn’t …

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