Poems from The Typewriter Binge of 2003, page 10

the world tonight  is denied    

only i

confronting me

only me here to hear my thoughts

 

 

                                        but i suckered you in –

 

                                               [you are reading

                                                the stinking blog]

 

 

 

    —–        —–

 

smoke seven

 

cancer heaven

i know it is vice

          but

that is all the more reason to embrace it.

 

 

         —–        —–

 

shreds of tobacco

linger on my t-shirt

wondering why

they weren’t

good enough;

wondering why

they

were left behind,

purpose

unfulfilled.

2 Comments

  1. annieepoetry said,

    December 8, 2008 at 7:59 pm

    kill the tv

  2. radloffpoetree said,

    March 3, 2009 at 4:24 pm

    Yah. hey. Write some more poems!


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