My E-book is available now on I-tunes and Nook et cetera

http://itunes.apple.com/us/book/the-city/id510465076?mt=11

Also for Nook at:
 http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-city-daniel-smallegange/1109559306?ean=9781105506796

And for PC with free reader download!
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Curled Up in a Tiny Ball

Curled up in a tiny ball and
Clutching my neck I want your
Beautiful lips pursed and your
Endearing faux mischief squint
My eyes filled with
Want and smiling desire
I want your arms and my hands upon them
I want your tongue dancing
Flicking between clever things to say
Your gaze burning fixed upon me
I want all of your desire
Your interest and your hope
I want your tattooed kiss
Irrevocable upon my skin
I want your arm to walk with
And your thoughts to dwell and slumber in
Your lithe sly sways to capture me
Your smile arrest and confiscate
All you desire from me
Let us
Dance across the wastes
Of dead parking lots
And rainswept hills
Give me
Your lips to brush against
Your smiling and shy heart also
Curled up in a tiny ball and
To be mine

By: Daniel Smallegange

Daniel Car Crash: Dangerously awesome since 1974.

Happy Valentine's Day You Lovely, Lovely Creatures.

The City: Tales From the Post-Post-Apocalypse

This is the teaser for my new E-book.

Two Possible Covers for my Upcoming Ebook

The Pusher

Cut a swathe through all
Your hearts of doubt and fear
And sell it to me and
At a discount
Sell me too your dishonour and that bile
You keep re-swallowing and
Repressing
Sell me spleen whenever you get around to
Venting it
The white kind is best
Better than cocaine
And sell me the little black things
That decorate your soul
Your discretion or lack thereof
I am seeking whole sale
These things you need to release
These things you need to unclench and
Let go
Cut a swathe through it all
All your fear and doubt
Sell these to me and
At a discount
I'll push it to
Those who like their dreams soaked
With the excretions of sinners
such as you

By: Daniel Smallegange