Jan 30, 2013
Jan 26, 2013
Saturday Night Special
Beer, Eminem, and Poetry I'm approaching the anniversary of the day my life came to a screeching halt. Life is a weird sort of thing... (I'm getting ready to start my second semester of school... because of this I've let go of the notion that my job screwed me over)... But the norm... just cruising along, hiding out... just maintainin'. THEN, suddenly... destiny takes a hand, if it's meant to. At least, that's what I'm tellin myself. What's meant to be, will. My will hasn't been that good anyway, for most of my life.... so what the hell????
although.... on second thought.... my little perverted mind has to go here. A good screw will have a fantastic ending, right??? Sooooo.... perhaps the asswipes at my prior job did screw me, and good... HA! (at least I amuse myself!)
although.... on second thought.... my little perverted mind has to go here. A good screw will have a fantastic ending, right??? Sooooo.... perhaps the asswipes at my prior job did screw me, and good... HA! (at least I amuse myself!)
Jan 18, 2013
Jan 15, 2013
The Poem That Never Was
The first of June blast through
the thoughts lost, or just
the moment that never was
or ever will be, more than a few
smiles of smokey dreams
of dandelion wishes,
where the well turned into,
"Oh Well!" A wasted scheme
from a moment or two
of words shaken free
on the whim of the wind,
dead upon the beautiful hue
of a new day . . .
the thoughts lost, or just
the moment that never was
or ever will be, more than a few
smiles of smokey dreams
of dandelion wishes,
where the well turned into,
"Oh Well!" A wasted scheme
from a moment or two
of words shaken free
on the whim of the wind,
dead upon the beautiful hue
of a new day . . .
Jan 13, 2013
Licking the Sun
It's amazing what a warm day of sun can do! I literally felt the depression, seated deep in my bones moving toward the surface, and out of my pores... vaporizing into thin air! In a matter of hours I've gone from feeling the "nothing matters anymore, fuck you" blues, to "LIFE IS GREAT and everything little thing is gonna be alright" bliss! Today, I am grateful for sunny days!!!! (Hope it's enough to get me through the next 3 rainy ones!)
Jan 12, 2013
Jan 10, 2013
Jan 9, 2013
Thank you
Thank you Real Girl! (for everything, my feelings are less intense) and... I am ready! -- I can't wait!!!! :)
The State of Affairs
I miss the ol' 7-Eleven
that stood down the road
despite the crap it sold
--or simply just because;
The slurpee without warning
would freeze the brain
when gulped like dope.
And
the cigarette smokers
clogged my senses
as they gossiped about the latest offenses.
The fresh brewed coffee
sometimes overdone, but taste like candy
when
filled with cream and sugar
warming my soul like jingling gold.
The doors are now locked, like a prison
from the inside out, where its lovers
remain trapped; But --without the crap. . .
or
the possibility of parole,
ever.
that stood down the road
despite the crap it sold
--or simply just because;
The slurpee without warning
would freeze the brain
when gulped like dope.
And
the cigarette smokers
clogged my senses
as they gossiped about the latest offenses.
The fresh brewed coffee
sometimes overdone, but taste like candy
when
filled with cream and sugar
warming my soul like jingling gold.
The doors are now locked, like a prison
from the inside out, where its lovers
remain trapped; But --without the crap. . .
or
the possibility of parole,
ever.
Jan 5, 2013
tired
the warmth of the spirit
from yesterday's memory
runs down the thoughts,
numbing the pain
chasing the shame
to the corner of the room
where the light switch
is turned down, like sheets
waiting for the weary to rest.
(a drunken poem)
from yesterday's memory
runs down the thoughts,
numbing the pain
chasing the shame
to the corner of the room
where the light switch
is turned down, like sheets
waiting for the weary to rest.
(a drunken poem)
Jan 4, 2013
Lies
When the storm comes, she spits and pisses
if one single drop falls upon her delicate flesh
like a Kim Kardashian who believes the hype
of a million lies, simply because her spoon is bigger,
than most.
if one single drop falls upon her delicate flesh
like a Kim Kardashian who believes the hype
of a million lies, simply because her spoon is bigger,
than most.
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