Friday Poem

these strange sensations fill my head
like a blanket doused in electricity, fuzzy
thoughts collide and words become absent
disconnected, strange and uncomfortable

coarsing through my veins, waiting for the relief
seconds turn into hours...what have I done
the magic will be worked, patience
Little by little -- sanity

inhale as the seconds pass, exhale with anticipation
once in a while it must happen
to remind myself that I am still awake
this modern medication is restraining and powerful

once a day

My emotional state.

I suck at relationships. I've never been in love, I don't know what it feels like and I've always thought I would just be alone and content that way. Suddenly someone comes along and you think this might be it.

Maybe this is why I've always avoided relationships and getting involved with people. It's so damn complicated.

Queen of The Trailer Park

You white trash bitch

With your store bought perm

Go suck on another cigarette

It must be tough to decide

which one of your two faces gets the make-up today

Tell me is it comfortable

Living in the trailer park

Adorned with the NASCAR memorabillia

You must be so proud of your kids

The ones who dropped out of school and got hooked on drugs

But not before having kids of their own to corrupt

Go ahead and dig in the polyester ocean

You call it a sofa

Looking for change to contribute to the cigarette fund

All the while ignoring the grandchildren

As they lay hungry and crying and wondering

Why grandma doesn't have any clothes on

A Thursday Poem

Contraband and confessions lay across this bed
Images of infidelity linger in my head
Was it worth all the pain -- and the price you paid
To have your fun and have the one who loved you feeling betrayed

Your eyes tell me a different story
The one that leaves your lips does not
Contradicting with every word as if you think I forgot

No amount of tears or empty promises can ever clean up this mess
Full of shame and undying lust, covered in emptiness

the dude

layered with the tattoos and overalls
the way you spit and scratch your balls
irresistible to the chosen few
redneck lovin' is nothing new

Things I see...

babies on your hip and one in your gut
don't even care if you are a slut
four different fathers, four different checks
don't care about the babies, they just want the sex

__________________________

horrible breath and greasy hair
come around her if you dare
she gives everyone a turn
and like a candle, she'll make you burn

2 Haikus

Doublewide Diva
Spandex encases your thighs
Light a cigarette

______________________

Live in your trailer
Crystal meth intoxicate
Goodbye to your teeth

An introduction poem...

It's a new year and I find that there's alot of stuff I want to say and write about, but I can't do it on Myspace or Facebook due to family members and co-workers who may come across my dirty little secrets. So I figure why not start off 2009 by doing what I've always wanted. I've got a huge collection of "poetry" and just random things that I've been saving for years. When I feel like it, I'll put it here. It's alot better than the ugly maroon binder they're in right now. A taste of what's to come:

you have no teeth and your gums are black

sell your body for an ounce of crack

the kids are taken away for good
while you troll around the neighborhood

looking for men and women to please
always eager to get down on your knees

your body is wilting and wasting away
as you survive another crack whore day