some older poetry stuff
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some older poetry stuff
a rose in his hand
the smell and the taste
the air and the wind
her beautiful face
the look on his face
the love in her eyes
the birds fly happily
the love makes him sigh
the sun goes down
the night will rise
the dew will set
the hands are together
the love in their eyes
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four down, eight to go.
when it will end? no one knows.
a pack of twelve goes too fast but an eighteen pack just might last.
pale ale in a can getting that buzzed felling again.
the hangover wont be bad, just a glass of water to save my ass.
off to work at seven a.m. might be late, have i sinned?
get home at four just after the trip from that liquor store.
popping tops once again, hell pass the gin.
janis ulmanis.
the smell and the taste
the air and the wind
her beautiful face
the look on his face
the love in her eyes
the birds fly happily
the love makes him sigh
the sun goes down
the night will rise
the dew will set
the hands are together
the love in their eyes
------------------------------------------------------------------------
four down, eight to go.
when it will end? no one knows.
a pack of twelve goes too fast but an eighteen pack just might last.
pale ale in a can getting that buzzed felling again.
the hangover wont be bad, just a glass of water to save my ass.
off to work at seven a.m. might be late, have i sinned?
get home at four just after the trip from that liquor store.
popping tops once again, hell pass the gin.
janis ulmanis.
Fucking rusiians came in my house and tooks my dads radio. 1989.
[ x] drunk
[ ] not drunk
whers the fucking techno?
[ x] drunk
[ ] not drunk
whers the fucking techno?
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Re: some older poetry stuff
Just. Awful.aftermecomestheflood wrote:four down, eight to go.
when it will end? no one knows.
a pack of twelve goes too fast but an eighteen pack just might last.
pale ale in a can getting that buzzed felling again.
the hangover wont be bad, just a glass of water to save my ass.
off to work at seven a.m. might be late, have i sinned?
get home at four just after the trip from that liquor store.
popping tops once again, hell pass the gin.
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Bukowski pretty much made his name from it. Granted, he's an amazing writer and this guy is utter rubbish.Mike wrote:Writing about how "tortured" and how much of a "hopeless drunk" you are is such a cliché. Especially when the poetry is as gash as that.
dots wrote:society is crumbling because of asshoels like ends
brainfur wrote:I'm having difficulty reconciling my desire to smash the state & kill all white people with my desire for a new telecaster
haha, did that, and read it asReece wrote:"fooking" inserted at random. much better.
aftermecomestheflood wrote: four down, eight to fooking go.
when it will fooking end? no one fooking knows.
a pack of twelve goes too fooking fast but an eighteen pack just might last.
pale ale in a can getting that fooking buzzed felling again.
the hangover wont be fooking bad, just a fooking glass of water to save my fooking ass.
off to work at seven fooking a.m. might be late, have i fooking sinned?
get home at four just fooking after the trip from that fooking liquor store.
popping tops once again, fooking hell pass the gin.