Submissions by David_gessner
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"Poet" hmm naw, sounds like somethin a pretentious hipster kid would say while drinking pabst blue ribbon and smoking a cigarette he bummed off somebody else.
Hard Times
Its almost three am, I've been snorting speed with my cousin James for thirty two hours now.James is fifteen years older than me and more brother than cousin, he took me in when I was just a lost, pissed off fifteen year old kid with a hard on for the world.
He mentored me, taught me the rules of the street and to hold my head up and too look people in the eye.
He taught me to snort coke and drink whisky, how to throw my weight into my punches when I hit someone.
We're probably closer to each other than we are to anybody else, sharing a bond forged by long hours spent together,...
He mentored me, taught me the rules of the street and to hold my head up and too look people in the eye.
He taught me to snort coke and drink whisky, how to throw my weight into my punches when I hit someone.
We're probably closer to each other than we are to anybody else, sharing a bond forged by long hours spent together,...
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Sharpen your knife
Hone your steel darling
make your knife sharp, sweet ruca
to better slice me with
make your knife sharp, sweet ruca
to better slice me with
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Fallen Gods
Alive, with the feeling of needing you
Like the air in my lungs
When I recieve the news,
the last gods of the techno-nuclear era have fallen.
Stoned with you as close as my own skin, I dont know why it is
that it matters to me,
only the taste of your sweat
Now a memory of long ago nights of amphetamine fueled passion
A decade or more until I see you striding thru the Gates of Eden
All creation in awe at your feet
You remind me of a song I heard once...
Like the air in my lungs
When I recieve the news,
the last gods of the techno-nuclear era have fallen.
Stoned with you as close as my own skin, I dont know why it is
that it matters to me,
only the taste of your sweat
Now a memory of long ago nights of amphetamine fueled passion
A decade or more until I see you striding thru the Gates of Eden
All creation in awe at your feet
You remind me of a song I heard once...
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