AJtheGreat88• Show poetry

Hi...i'm aj, 18 year old, livin in the big ole KY. i just graduated high school, our football team won the state championship, and i've been dying to play music again. hobbies include listenin to music, playin guitar and bass, readin books, hanging out, watchin movies, y me gusta hablar en espanol. my fave bands are coheed and cambria, the mars volta, thursday, taking back sunday, at the drive-in., afi, angels and airwaves, incubus, jimmi hendrix, the doors, and pretty much any alt-rock and most classic rock...but no glam rock.... (local bands - summer melts faster, i.raymond, forever the way. i also enjoy reading random poetry. maybe yours will be next?

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---RANDOM QUOTE TIME---

"Man himself has become our greatest hazard and our only hope."
                                                   -John Steinbeck

"A word is not the same with one writer as with another. One tears it from his guts, the other pulls it from his overcoat pocket."
                                    -Charles Peguy

and the most awsome line from a song ever, in the whole world.

"we're just, two lost souls swimmin in a fish bowl, year after year..."
                                     -"Wish You Were Here"
                                           -Pink Floyd

        "intravenously polite it was the walkie-talkies
                    that had knocked the pins down
      as their shoes gripped the dirt floor
                   in the silhouette of dying

                          dancing on the corpses ashes

                yeah, they had plans for him
                                     they had spun the last of the pimps
       polyester, satin nailed jewellery lips
                      while the guillotine just slapped again

                  dancing on the corpses ashes

                              and the paramedics fell into the wound
        like a rehired scab at a barehanded plant
                          an anesthetic penance beneath
       the hail of the contraband

     dancing on the corpses ashes

                                  on my way
                            nails broke and fell
                                   into the
                         wishing well, wishing well
                         wishing well, wishing well"
                                                   -Invalid Litter Dept.
                                                  -At The Drive-In


I request you read this poem! allpoetry.com/poem/946852