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life through blood shot eyesThe bullshit this place is capable of never ceases to amaze me; no matter how many times I wake up and go to sleep here. Today I was walking down the street and saw two children fist fighting over the last cigarette out of a pack they stole from their alcoholic mother while she was too busy being passed out on the couch to cook dinner for them. I just laughed to myself and thought, “There are our future presidents”. Sometimes I think the world is turning into one big festering painting of Elvis on crushed velvet, and the only people awake enough to do anything about it are taking shots of Jack Daniels by themselves at eleven a.m. to try to folife through blood shot eyes
by ~Rich4684
BoredumI feel like drinking, but the wine is so pretentious.Boredum
It fills the gaps between moments that fall on dulled minds.
Bottle in hand, I walk this road if only to be occupied.
by ~Rich4684
StrayShe came to me as a stray malnourished and battered from a life of mistreatment. Her pure white coat gave her an angelic quality on the surface but it only masked a soul made feral by all she had been through. Many had cast her aside judging her only on current appearance, but I could see all she needed was a warm bowl of milk and a little attention to return her to the beautiful strong creature she had once been... and how right I was.Stray
Many a night I have spent lying on the sofa in my living room, bathed by the soft glow of the television with her curled up at my side purring in her sleep.
I don't know w
by ~Rich4684
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Modern SaviourLet me be your Christ, I'll die tied down backward, upside down like Peter on some dried up tree. Branches dig deep, seeping through skin with sapless fingers take ownership of flesh.Modern Saviour
Hung here and served to observe you laughing: The lecherous glances linger, ladies wrapped in cellophane, imagined sexed and conquered - your mind is a book. All the soap-opera sins, and slow omissions made at dusk
rusty with their barbed-wire self.
I groan and stretch and flatten, your thoughts trod through me till in the end I fall - not break an empty husk
by ~insenze
morning after.morning after
The pool boy is an anemic cock-sucker,
and the deaf woman from Sesame Street is teaching kids to count on his ribs. He knows where the real money is,
and as he skims for leaves he shows off his ass to a faceless, forty-something fat man.
My girl is a bipolar nympho. Her autumn-leaf hair burns and falls around my hip bones, while she goes down me. With these hands, stained from last night’s scat, I will craft her forgotten dreams into ampersands and
ellipses, to categorize the words that fall from my mouth, riding the waves of smoke l
by ~vain-vacant
Create Weather-:Written April 2003:-Create Weather
Quiet moments Dull droning I don't know what to do with this time. I am forever frozen in my own frustration Minutes withering in my hands.
These scheduled demands Do not acquaint themselves with grace and I am left to deal with the subtle fury of my own short comings. Opportunity shakes its head at my empty palms and asks me why I've lost track of the date again "It changed before I could write it down" I say....
Feels like I've never written it down.
I wonder if the chaos will ever clear in my head Sw
by ~miquluva-coia
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- Email: Rich4684@aol.com
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