Submissions by ARJ09 (biff)

Before we begin id like to say that ive been tryin different ways of writing recently and this is a `just piss it out poem` that took me less than 10 to write. For me its all about the mood, but whatever etc
It has no title. By the way drum is a brand of rolling tobacco
Wake up burnin n seethin
Sick
Unfortunately breathin
Snap n hiss, acid n mist
Must of missed Monday cus
Ironically im celebrating Tuesday
Found a gin n tonic in a can
Turn on mornin TV
Bein shouted at
Good old
Uncle man
Want a job?
I live to sleep
Off
No remote...

xxx-mas
the violent burden of the sky
thrashes down hoaving all its weight
with such vigour that verges on hate
shreading tearing winds slap and slice into
haggard well worn jeans already torn
while sodden boots hammer out a beat
clapping onwards, Upwards, towards retreat
choked by the stagnant mists of allyways
to be rained upon by crumbling red bridgeways
forever under the hatefull glass eyed gaze
of frozen dead beat street fixers
slumped on stolen rotten soiled sofa`s
creeping like the cold into blissfull coma`s

blurring past...