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Every day at work at around six,
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You know that feeling when you buy a box of Cracker Jacks And you don’t even want them, you just want that
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He’s young, but wise beyond his years,
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Have you ever had a thought in your head that was so strong you couldn't breathe? That is when I write. When the whirlpool in my mind starts spinning fast enough that it spits out phrases that catch in my throat. Sometimes i
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Ah, we meet again old friend, It's been a while,
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I can't get your face out of my mind. Every time I close my eyes, you're there.
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For years I didn’t get dressed up For anybody.
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It's 1:02 in the morning. A Friday morning, in early September.
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I can't pack these fucking cigarettes. I keep smacking and turning
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My best friend and I went out last night,
Looking like we walked straight out of the '50's.
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Do the dead miss us as we miss them? Do they know what they've missed out on?
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I still haven't emptied your ashtray. The cigarette butts are all but whithered,
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I've realized some things recently... not the least of which is that i'm all fucked up.
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You still get to me. Even now, so long after everything
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We’re all squirrels trying to make it across the road
Without becoming nothing.
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I remember the night I found out there was no Santa. I woke up and saw the living room light on,
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I’m driving down the street,
Listening to the radio,
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I'm fine. Everything is fine. Somethings are even good sometimes.
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I do not love him.
I’ve never loved any of them,
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Sitting outside my work, reading my Bukowski, smoking my cigarette,
It is a Monday, like any Monday. Like every Monday.
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Did you ever notice, How the first ride and the last,
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My body is my canvas, I am my work of art.
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This is a poem I’ve written before.
A song, sung a thousand and two times
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What the hell? What is Wrong with me???
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Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and stare at the ceiling.
Soemtimes I ask it questions.
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Here I stand Slowly melting,
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John Cusack in “Say Anything” said “The rain on my car is a baptism.”
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I am Jack's ever failing self esteem. That little token of self-hatred that
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