I
don’t write poems to be noticed and I need to start reminding myself of that
more
I
don’t write poems for Hank’s approval or any dickwad who gets so drunk they
piss themselves and then throw you out of their apartment because you remind
them of when they were still hungry and mad as a hatter
I
didn’t even take that much Oxy and I’m still sweating and restless and sick to
my stomach like an addict or Judy Garland wannabe
Sometimes
I write poems to try and calm down, other times I write poems because it’s the
only form of communication that doesn’t breakdown
I
honestly wouldn’t know which hole to stick my dick in any longer and for honest
to goodness physical contact with a real human that no longer computes and hasn’t
for decades
Sure
there are issues of trust, but it’s more than that as I find myself living in
an armored tank where no one gets lets in for long and the few that do wish
they hadn’t
She
mentioned wanting to see The Stanley Hotel and I’m down with that
I
also want to visit a pot lot and just for good measure pick up a Velvet Elvis
Going
west at this point is my only option because I know if I stay in Cleveland, I
will die in Cleveland and quite likely by my own hand
I
don’t believe in cries for help and I’ve never seen my poetry as an outlet
I
was built to write poetry, created for the sole purpose of creation and that is
the only Gospel that’s ever made any sense to me
Recently
on the phone Rusty asked if I was afraid of death which I found funny because
he already knows the answer
Charles Cicirella
9/16/18
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