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POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Wow,,, that sounds so silly; "Introduce Yourself as a Poet"!!! I love writing and I love reading the work of others from world famous to absolute amateurs. I give both the same attention and enthusiasm.
HEATHER ANNIE
I was in the shower when you called. I was putting Jess to bed.
I was making dinner.
Jason came by and wouldn't shut up. My ringer was off.
I was on the other line with my mom.
I'm at a disgust man bed apartment because he has a cock that even satisfies ME.
Oh I know I'm christian?
I'm married but this is more important than my son or husband and my so called faith.
Remember I threw faith in the trash and started. calling any loser that would hit the fat.
I was making dinner.
Jason came by and wouldn't shut up. My ringer was off.
I was on the other line with my mom.
I'm at a disgust man bed apartment because he has a cock that even satisfies ME.
Oh I know I'm christian?
I'm married but this is more important than my son or husband and my so called faith.
Remember I threw faith in the trash and started. calling any loser that would hit the fat.
#identity
#SelfWorth
531 reads
5 Comments
WHY DO I GET NO COMMENTS?
ON THE POEMS I SUBMIT???
#frustration
546 reads
2 Comments
FAT f**kING LAY D
609 reads
8 Comments
AFFORDED LIBERTIES
Liberties I have afforded
Afforded unto myself
I am my own personal benefactor
Who better to look after my wealth?
(a fortune of pitiful crumbs)
And riches? However petty or queer
these are afforded me
Self absorbingly, Held in shame.
Held Close., These "allowances"
Held Dear.
(c. 2002) from The Sick Raccoon Medicine by Lexington Hoebel
Afforded unto myself
I am my own personal benefactor
Who better to look after my wealth?
(a fortune of pitiful crumbs)
And riches? However petty or queer
these are afforded me
Self absorbingly, Held in shame.
Held Close., These "allowances"
Held Dear.
(c. 2002) from The Sick Raccoon Medicine by Lexington Hoebel
#lies
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#consumerism
#SelfDiscovery
547 reads
0 Comments
I, Degenerate.
This is the first poem I actually considered myself CREDIBLE as a genuine writer by nature and not byself appointment. I was a 15 year old punk rocker in the L. A. Suburbs
I, DEGENERATE
I GO TO THE EDGE AND STAY
IT'S WHERE I SPEND MY TIME
TOUCH TOMORROW
NOT TOO LATE NOW
HERE. NOW THAT I'VE LOST MY MIND
I TASTE BLOOD, RICH RED BLOOD
AND I WALK MY BACKWARD WAY
I ERODE
I EXPLODE
I, DEGENERATE..
I, DEGENERATE
I GO TO THE EDGE AND STAY
IT'S WHERE I SPEND MY TIME
TOUCH TOMORROW
NOT TOO LATE NOW
HERE. NOW THAT I'VE LOST MY MIND
I TASTE BLOOD, RICH RED BLOOD
AND I WALK MY BACKWARD WAY
I ERODE
I EXPLODE
I, DEGENERATE..
#PopCulture
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AFFORDED LIBERTIES
Liberties I have afforded
Afforded unto myself
I am my own personal benefactor
Who better to look after my wealth?
(a fortune of pitiful crumbs)
And riches? However petty or queer
these are afforded me
Self absorbingly, Held in shame.
Held Close., These "allowances"
Held Dear.
(c. 2002) from The Sick Raccoon Medicine by Lexington Hoebel
Afforded unto myself
I am my own personal benefactor
Who better to look after my wealth?
(a fortune of pitiful crumbs)
And riches? However petty or queer
these are afforded me
Self absorbingly, Held in shame.
Held Close., These "allowances"
Held Dear.
(c. 2002) from The Sick Raccoon Medicine by Lexington Hoebel
#PopCulture
565 reads
0 Comments
Sum Total of Today
I left her, him, state, city and legal matters behind so I could get right and return RIGHTEOUS.
She, thee most trustworthy gem ever,,, almost immediately was fucking the men she had backlogged.
Now I am going to return and do everything proper every day.
.No, I have a needle and a gun.
She, thee most trustworthy gem ever,,, almost immediately was fucking the men she had backlogged.
Now I am going to return and do everything proper every day.
.No, I have a needle and a gun.
#relationships
#breakup
#conflict
#betrayal
#revenge
661 reads
4 Comments
=PRAYERS of a JUNKIE = Flagstaff
TRAINS AND FROST. POLICE.
HIGH DEMAND TO LOW SUPPLY POOR QUALITY STUFF
POOR QUALITY HIGH..
HOURS TO FIND ME
IN
THE
TREES
FUCKED UP AND FUNCTIONALLY
ALONE.
HIGH DEMAND TO LOW SUPPLY POOR QUALITY STUFF
POOR QUALITY HIGH..
HOURS TO FIND ME
IN
THE
TREES
FUCKED UP AND FUNCTIONALLY
ALONE.
#anxiety
#depression
#alcohol
#drugs
#addiction
614 reads
3 Comments
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