sparkling graffiti
on burned out box cars
filled with yesterdays' desires
painted by vagrant romantics
with their heads in the clouds
resting upon lost pagodas
reeking of opium, sake', and stale fuck juice
A contest entry
- Quickie by sheltered.
1000 points, ended October 2, 2008, 10 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - BATTLE OF THE GOLD SHORTS 1 by Swan song.
2000 points, ended October 18, 2008, 43 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Gimme Your Best Beat Poem by James Barrett.
650 points, ended December 19, 2008, 14 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Did it make ya think and/or feel?
Comments
-
oh yes.
theres something ginsberg in it, thank god its not the length
-
Stunning!
-
Excellent
"stale fuck juice"
I love saying that... now.
and the "carnal carnival"
bet it's over-run by exhibitionists
Adding your comment:
