Devious Journal EntryI have beautiful plans
I have plans to be happy
no, you wouldn't understand
I plan to make money
I plan to be sober
I plan to blackout
and sleep till' it's over
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Charlie diedThat old man died today was it a heart attack or stroke? I remember he was tough and arrogent, lovely to look at funny, in a crude way like a perfect grandpa for someoneCharlie died
He must have been at least 75 he must have smoked at least a pack a day I remember, he brang day old donuts in the mornings I would eat them sometimes he drove a nice car he drove it very fast even in the parking lot
That's all I remember about Charlie
by ~poetryhack82
Thank youYour the one constant thing in my life always reminding me what it would have been like if that friend of oursThank you
had never introduced us had never thought of me when he thought of you being lonely life could have been hard it could have hardened me too potentially hopeless perpetually blue
But now as I drive you around
in my white car and run erands with you and make small talk about
things that don't really matter I think to myself
god , I am a lucky man
This poem is really just to say thank you this p
by ~poetryhack82
Chapped LipsLay you down so we're chin to chin start by touching that's how it beginsChapped Lips
The touching morphs into kissing with ease and forcing bodies closer us both feeling teased
One shirt removed &n
by ~poetryhack82
I hate poetryanother blank page no, screen my failed attempt to think of something beautiful or interesting to write no blue bird outside on my balcony no flowers in bloom not in January what I really want to write is something on how much I hate cell phones and computers and technology But that would bore you, wouldn't it? so I'll end this poem wondering what killed my inspirationI hate poetry
by ~poetryhack82
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One From TwoI’m waiting for you to arrive; My passion is starting to revive. Hypnotized by our front door, I don’t think that I can wait anymore. Anxiousness is breaking in, And my patience is wearing a gypsy’s grin. When are you gonna be home? I am restless here when I’m all alone.One From Two
So, the moment you’re through that door, I’m gonna pounce and tackle you to the floor, And kiss your angel face, So you know you’re home in the perfect place. And later, somewhere in the hall,
I’m gonna randomly grind you against the wall, And wrap myself up in you; Pressing clos
by ~3HoursAway
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- Current Residence: Ottawa, On
- Interests: 80's music, Bukowski novels, and counting things
- Favourite movie: Hmmm, tuffy. I'm gonna go with Taxi Driver
- Favourite band or musician: Definatly The Smiths, Morrissey solo stuff too
- Favourite genre of music: alt-country, and (good) 80's music
- Favourite poet or writer: Bukowski Bukowski Bukowski
- Favourite game: Games bore me, but I was ance addicted to counterstrike
- Favourite cartoon character: Quagmire. Man what a sleeze bag
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