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My name is Mills Baker, and this is where I post what strikes me. I write about love, religion, music, memory, art, culture, media, suffering, and the utterly random.

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Because Everyone Has Klaus Kinski Moments

My dogs come sit next to me
A pack of dogs and of cigarettes
My only friends speak no words to me
But they look at me and they don’t forget
That a boy’s best friend is his mother or whatever has become his pet.

(Dragonfly and wasp nest; music from The White Stripes). 

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