not enough
Category: Writing and Poetry

o h honest smiles
are not enough
these pills are not
enough

this dragon on
my back  keeps
me, please redeam
me, my smile,
my hope

can or is this
what we require
to sleep with out
death holding his
hand over my
mouth

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down the hall
Category: Writing and Poetry

O fuck GOD said not swear

I drunk frum the bottle,

bill looked up, he sat

complete naked awe shit

alls I need is a little mar time

mar time awe shit this wont be a

anuff time I am

gunna die



wake up god i'm talking to you

get me that drink you prom mist

there is no ventilation in here

the desert has eyes in my room

and GOd wont take them away

I need that drink god dam mitt



he said hello to the guards

hello bill. is GOD coming to day?

Sure Billy laughing down the hall

I need that drink G od

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the tub
Category: Writing and Poetry

i sinned, I watched you
get naked, slip into the tub,
wash your lovley almond
breasts ,it was raining out,
the lights went out,
you lit a candle

you waked through
the house stark naked like
GOD told you should be,
you sat and read, i watched
and loved you, BANG
you stood and looked scared
startled you looked out
your window

your breast reflecting in the
window, lightning/thunder
shook the house, you smiled
and went to bed,
i woke up next to you
wondering, dreaming, I miss
you

rain

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salty earth with broken english

salty earth

right over my head
jesus sat earthly still
not one aligned with the other
i got lost never to tell
what i said woo hoo
oh shit i m getting to old


back water town on my left
out house death on my
other side Bob Dylan
singing blues wont shut up
i want to ride on down the
rodeohoho

pry my body off the byway
and wash me up proper for
din dins city blues
i am sick and tired of this
wailing sound i wont
play on this dieing
road again

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old Tom Cullie

my head hurts
drug bust
coppers

i wish alot
tell stories/lie
old tom
Cullie

good to see
you again
hope we all
die together

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i called home
Category: Writing and Poetry

you thought
i would die
i mist that
you rote me about your death
i called home
mother knew nothing
uv this nor that
that it really mattered
i finely bot that 1952 Chevrolet
Bel air

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we all laughed
Category: Writing and Poetry

drunk down a hill we all laughed
when we found Hitler
hiding --equating next to my
toilet we will not come
back i will dance with out
hope next to you silently


little hunter black bean ball
hooker mascot can we eat
and talk of war i promise you
life on fire i know so much
more


big bang in my head, bass drum
beats these, squeals, tenner sax
death in my basement who ate
daddy? i did , be kind to death he's
god

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Grace
Category: Writing and Poetry

later on i will die
how i am s posed to
speak with out words,
such impossible questions,
why do these words fall me
again & again

my lovely impossible Grace
you truly are my one hope
the rainy days will
end with a bang, can we walk
, dance like the days of our birth
we were complete

i want to touch you like a dove
perfectly soft, but my words
always tainted, i want to love you,
your angel eyes will have me
i will have you

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cold sweats
Category: Writing and Poetry

cold sweats

every one is on medication,
thankful dancing pills to calm
our heavenly deaths,
to watch over our lovely children
while one dances cold sweats into the
deathly night

you are always the horny indian girl
you play death like a deck of cards,
chink ching like a smile on my lips
you love me, i love Grace still,
she medicates me with Jesus
pills, o like death will have its
way, o my

i woke up with a hard-on thinking
of you, like that ever happened
before, i thought G?od was watching
i put it back, took my morning
death pills and went to work,
in side the house i saw a woman
masturbating death,
oh never mind.

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peachum pies
Category: Writing and Poetry

oh hoho like the freshness
of this day perfumed death on
the lawn of gawd-
freshness o can we have peace
lovely peace- hey like a pretty song
i found you dieing on his lawn-
oh gawd save me from pruidicioness
words of my elders

didnt he save you when you
fell like a dog in the road- fed you lovely
home baked peachum pies-
o how he loved you dear one-
now freshness has gone to be with
gawd- o like that gone dallala
he pinched in your bach yard

can we have peace forever
on no more fighting
it hurts my soul
like a thorn in my side of the bed-
dont let them eat you jack-
o jack my lovly child be
blessed

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turn off the cat
Category: Writing and Poetry

calm down
tell him what you did
to my cat

he jumped in the oven
gawd damd it
we all ates it woman

whee look at him go
you sonofabitch
you told me i
was to fat to wear
this dress

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all day
Category: Writing and Poetry

i am
like a
dove i
sleep
all day

like all kitty cats
little fur balls
they all tell you to fuck off

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we all go together
Category: Writing and Poetry

keep reading but death will still be your
masquer your coach your date
we left the party death fallowed the
field waiting

can we speak. my dear you have
but one life, so fall into my arms
at once, i do love you

i will die i must insist we all go together

now the farmer directs the gun/rifle at the
young horse , we have fears of this to own
to love an animal knowing full well he will
die before us, even the fly or the spider
in the window will die i can not harm
any of them

tears swelled in his eyes, eye to eye my
pops says, one shot my dear one and it
will be over BANG

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ben fig

the story marched on like a mad
bird, horny bird
brought in a certain calm to the
room to that number
o like a magpie i want to be
that number

that night we left, somebody
behind squabbling i don't
want to be a sailer
in the sky, i think somebody told
him not to talk anymore
flowers bloomed from inside ears
the narrow canal
brought piece in the year
1956

we marched like ants in a farm
of holy dung as solders waited out
side my fathers shack as he ground
there swords and knifes
o gawd bless them one by one to say
hallelujahs songs my gawd has
come

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Queen
Category: Writing and Poetry

could i be a fool to love thy god
and muter plain words
of pity upon my self
o how could it be that
i await thy presents
i truly do love thee

the words that convey
my selfish thought
do haunt me with the precision
of thy gun that is against
my head

i will be saddened if death
does enter this place
thy head on this block
has been ordered to stand, be
brief when being announced as my
Queen

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