I’m sloshed over,flung over the bounds of my glass.I want, I want, I want, but I ain’t in a giving mood. I can see the problems there,but I ain’t doin’ a thing about ‘em.
Post Type Archives: Poems
Untitled #553 (2014)
I’ve been boring lately,been a bit of a yawn. Don’t go out,don’t talk about anything new. So up and out of the blue,I text you,saying, oh what, what do you do,when you’re broke and tired too? You get that look, I assume, of one about to throw some clout.“Well, Stephen, you’re going about this entirely …
Untitled #552 (2014)
Half the days I want a truck,it’s just to sleep in the bed,under the stars,after driving as far as I can until my eyes won’t anymore. I suppose you can come too.
Untitled #551 (2014)
Before prom we played it risky in the park.I was too caught up in not staining the crotch of my rented tux,and we were out of condoms,but why let that stop you when there are vitamin water bottles around.Let it slide, let is slide just a little close, just, the just before,a little leak before …
Untitled #550 (2014)
Week yet ‘til payday.Been good, ‘n spent all my cash on bills and food. but now the beer’s gone, and the whiskey ain’t got much left. that teeth-tug way you pulled away, with that …
Untitled #55 (2015)
ohlookdonuts: found a snag in my silver lining that’s what i get for buying counterfeit dreams 2015-Rene but the counterfeit dreams,with their dead-drop diction,callin’ you, a-callin’ you to action. that silver-line snag,nothin’ but instructions, the combinations to the vault. beggin’, just beggin’,take me away.
Untitled #549 (2014)
I’m tired darling. so very, very tired of this. In the middle of the noise,I remember that it’s only been a few weeks since her last seizure,I remember all them folks and what I owe for my proofless knowledge,I remember leaving her to pain, because it scared me,I remember, I remember, I …
Untitled #547 (2014)
Black wall, clounds rolling.Shadow scampering over grass. love I don’t, i do love you I don’t …
Untitled #545 (2014)
“Tom, where are ya Tom? I just had this thought. You know what shows like House seemed to always get wrong? The family. Whenever they talk to the family, it’s only ever just one or two people. I know it ain’t always like this, but I remember when my grandfather was in the hospital all …
Untitled #54 (2015)
I wish they’d taught me in school,that when all reason fades from people,when the course through conversation melts and sags to nothing,when I don’t understand… math will always stay.
