Shut the fuck up dude
You couldn't smoke your way
Out of Le Pepe's on third and -
- Figueroa...
Dragging my feet
After rolling you for
A pack, and fifth
Of Wild Turkey
I stagger back out
And in and out of hallways
Looking for a clean
Place to shit, or puke
Rebuke, with a wipe
Of sleeve, and tug on
cigarette, quick look at
watch -- nothing can
fucking stop me.
Suck my dick
My motherfucking
Dick, what now?
What now, but endless
Phone calls, porno,
Glass pipes, hypes
Money, money, money
Business trips
golf, and face first
martinis, ass-rape
Sodomy, and hippo
Smiles, not simile.
I have a little black book
I have a number and phone
Seventeen hundred and
Eleven burn barrels full
Of chartered beans
and weenies to bone
Up, like plaster of Paris -
- Femurs, and museum displays
The last Joe Dellassandro
Of factory days.
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Written January 13th, 2005
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How raw and harsh this poem was. haha, seemed like a tire skid on the road you can't just peel off! I found this rather amusing really. Great work Horus8!
-nicci -
Wanna a shot of whiskey to go shrimp cocktail skid marks... It's bourbon.
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Because, that's what happened.
I have the shrimp cocktail skid marks to
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i love the rawness of this horus... it reminds me of leaving a casino where they take your money fuck ya in the ass... and dont leave enough for the cab...
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i'm a Wild Turkey fan myself .... goes down smooth, and enjoy the after taste .... ahhh ... the dark corners of boredom, and as Jim Morrison once said "i'm tired of these stinky boots" .......
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This is beautifully done - it was harsh and cynical and sad and raw and brutal and honest all at the same time. I'm not a fan of unnecessary expletives in poetry, but in this context they were expertly used, and grounded the poem in reality. Loved the way you used everyday things like 'a pack and a fifth of wild turkey' and the lines 'looking for a clean place to shit or puke, rebuke with a wipe of sleeve and tug of cigarette, quick look at watch' were brilliant - it felt kind of stream-of-consciousness, internalised, but also like watching a quick reel of film. And it made the 'narrator' of the piece more 'sympathetic', it made her more human and less object in this patricular stanza. Seriously good stuff, I liked, I liked, I liked and will be bookmarking promptly.
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Your were probably looking for my peaceful hobo poems in isle seven with the peanutbutter and charmin.
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I should have checked to see that it was an adult write. I not yet reaching that stage of life, don't really like this kind of write. It is powerful, well structured, and you seem to get the message across. Sorry if I wasted your points.
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Visionary
Haha intersting piece. I know the path you walk, money, money, money is right. Gl with it, don't lose your edge, stay sharp.
Groovy write, peace. - Cal
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