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there is an enemy that hides in plain site
not that i know much of it
but i don't think guys with greasy hair
who don't shave much
make it to heaven often
we get our own version
you want anything else
it's a fucking fire sale
i know a guy who knows a guy
one that floods your fuckin cellphone
with online university sales calls
every time you try to find a new job on the internet
i could fix that for you
if you act right
 
tragedies happen
boy scouts die bloody
become real madmen
or at least turn half a fag
but hey at least they can tie a hell of a rape knot
start a fire without a pack of matches
and hopefully swim their way out
of a 13 sequel killing spree in sporting goods
 
people read things differently
actually had a shadow follow me lately
this information is way above your paygrade
i'm aight with bein an outlaw
you wanna be a pillar of justice
fine
we both hate lookin at ourselves in the mirror
 
a homeless guy gave me a quarter
i know i've said it before
but for some reason
some way
some how
we all die behind some pussy
 
if i did'nt say it again
i would so be denying the hypocratic oath
which that and one in front of a flag
should be what it should be
unless you wanna spend the rest of your life in a gulag
for smokin a lil reefer and cuttin down a cross
 
be careful
even if i call you friend
my offspring
may kill you or even worse
someone you love
and leave you alone to deal with it
 
hoping you come back
to give him a try
 
 
i wanna quit drinking
i wanna get to know god a bit better
still eat fight and fuck
but god damn you for damning me god
you ever even think once
how you gave dogs a bad rep
to dyslexics?
i just worship luficer
you just want it all to yourself
acknowledgement of others
is'nt hero worship
 
it must be a brooklyn thing
but i have'nt found a decent pie since i left
i'm a harley jackknifing
heluva good 18 wheeler
right in front of your mother's mini van
cuz somebody did my brakes bad
 
sorry soccer mom
 
i know my mother was and still is a liar
just like you
you know who
around the spiral staircase headed upstairs
that you really
have to be able to deal with gettin dizzy to get to
 
next time you analyze a school shooting
check to see if jesus was playing checkers
somewhere in the corner
don't blame him though
he was just trying to get a game
and do a little spin control
dad is a dick
he loves to draw blood
if she loves me that much
she should'nt fuck my friends
 
i guess i just don't understand certain things
like the designated hitter
wedding rings
i see things i love a lot
in some bad places
i just hope this makes sense one day
to a son i never see
don't really know
but hope he can do better then me
wish you the best of luck kid
it's never like it is on tv
Written by johnrot
Published | Edited 7th Dec 2013
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