What can be more sobering
than watching a drunk in action,
with eyes that won’t open
more than half-way,
ready to kick some ass
in a fight that can’t be won,
scheming for a sympathetic ear
while being schemed for later pleasures
by so-called friends,
and, finally, in spite of any sense
of rationality, in spite of taking
a telling punch,
wanting another drink.
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On the outer edges of moralistic blue balls, on the fringes of bible belted laws. Society, as we know it History, as we know it. Victoria’s purity has become Victoria’s Secret. The ruling class hold on to their ass by a thread of cash. They live in fear of the very things they spawn… Homelessness,…
inner lights flash their wretched sign, it is closing time. outside lights blast my pinhole eyes, police driving by – tell me to keep moving. my head is not still, it is my feet that are numb, arrest my feet! feel me, beat me, kick me, lock me up. you have failed mother fucker to…
Serenity, You elusive goal, I searched you out for so long in so many dark places deep inside my mind. I looked for you in faces of people I saw around. I sought your ever presence in pets that I brought home. I sought you out in churches, in temples of eastern faith, in dingy…
Mothers’ come to visit in the middle of the night. There must be something unfinished, maybe there’s something more to say. Mothers’ come to visit from the other side of the grave. Mothers’ come to visit in the middle of the night, While I sleep I hear her speak, she only visits in my dreams….
