morphine

chadwick
chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
edited September 2010 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
morphine

holding stomach pains
empty hands
empty guts
slamming wine and pills

eating doses at the bus stop
staggering was it yesterday
or today right now
step up for the driver
find a seat of seats
rotate with streets

nothing in struggle
hurts as bad as nothing
as long as
nothing will ever be escape
nothing will ever be escape
nothing will ever be escape
nothing will ever be escape

the hash farm lit up nicely last night
each smoke ring a signal

nothing will ever be escape
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    morphine (part II)

    holding stomach pains
    empty hands
    empty guts
    slamming wine and pills

    eating doses at the bus stop
    staggering was it yesterday
    or today right now
    step up for the driver
    find a seat of seats
    rotate with streets

    nothing in struggle
    hurts as bad as nothing
    as long as
    nothing will ever be escape
    nothing will ever be escape
    nothing will ever be escape
    nothing will ever be escape

    the hash farm lit up nicely last night
    each smoke ring a signal
    nothing will ever be escape

    nighttime’s an illness at bedtime
    hours to get there
    still
    the sleeping is perfect
    with its pump and flaws

    god damn hurting pills
    nothing will ever be escape
    even smoke rings from old linger
    god damn hurting pills
    nothing will ever be escape
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • Godfather.
    Godfather. Posts: 12,504
    reminds me of a rolling stones song and for some reason memories of my late step-father.
    I love this work, it takes the reader into the body of the helpless in every step of his journey.
    once again chad another master piece.
    how are you doing ?

    Godfather.
  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    Godfather. wrote:
    reminds me of a rolling stones song and for some reason memories of my late step-father.
    I love this work, it takes the reader into the body of the helpless in every step of his journey.
    once again chad another master piece.
    how are you doing ?

    Godfather.
    good morning, Godfather.
    and thank you for your wonderful compliments.

    i am quiet these days.
    how are you my friend?
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • Godfather.
    Godfather. Posts: 12,504
    chadwick wrote:
    Godfather. wrote:
    reminds me of a rolling stones song and for some reason memories of my late step-father.
    I love this work, it takes the reader into the body of the helpless in every step of his journey.
    once again chad another master piece.
    how are you doing ?

    Godfather.
    good morning, Godfather.
    and thank you for your wonderful compliments.

    i am quiet these days.
    how are you my friend?

    doing fine Brother,just sitting in front of the computer waiting for the races to start on www.go211.com
    oh and by the way "top o the mornin to you my friend"

    Godfather.
  • acrossssSsssshittt
    acrossssSsssshittt Posts: 1,014
    chadwick wrote:
    morphine


    find a seat of seats
    rotate with streets

    nothing in struggle
    hurts as bad as nothing
    as long as
    nothing will ever be escape
    nothing will ever be escape
    nothing will ever be escape
    nothing will ever be escape

    the streets bit is defining stuff man... and what follows is just right... crazy

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