J.J.Samuel... keep it going
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pretty boy JJ
smokes mentol cigars
likes to fuck many ladies
thought he would
go on ok
life would never change
read peter pan
too mamy times
papa jumped into bed
with anty
mama jumped in front
of the train
dad hangs himself
couldn't live without mom
but the fuck
couldn't be the same
from that on
he knew life wouldn't
keep his flow
onipotent in his mind
until the world
told him wrong
he was bound
to grow strong
strong hand
strong gun
he was bound to be bound
JJ'd say
what the world want from me
isn't what the world gave to me
pretty boy JJ
full of reazon
but with no shame
who is to say
he is to blame
read peter pan
too many times...
keep it going
smokes mentol cigars
likes to fuck many ladies
thought he would
go on ok
life would never change
read peter pan
too mamy times
papa jumped into bed
with anty
mama jumped in front
of the train
dad hangs himself
couldn't live without mom
but the fuck
couldn't be the same
from that on
he knew life wouldn't
keep his flow
onipotent in his mind
until the world
told him wrong
he was bound
to grow strong
strong hand
strong gun
he was bound to be bound
JJ'd say
what the world want from me
isn't what the world gave to me
pretty boy JJ
full of reazon
but with no shame
who is to say
he is to blame
read peter pan
too many times...
keep it going
It was a dream, not a nightmare. A beautiful dream I could never imagined in a thousand nods. I saw this girl next to me, she wasn't beautiful until she smiled. And I felt that smile come at me in heat waves following. Soaking through my body and out my finger tips in shafts of color. And I knew somewhere in the world, somewhere, that there was love for me.
Jim Carrol
Jim Carrol
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the wind
caught in sails
of big things
smart ideas
new inventions
but with similar
intentions
to the crooks
and the barons
make the bucks
get a mansion
and in endless
procession
the girls strip
and aim to
please
the man bound
to fantasy
who read too many
times
Peter Pan
beat the pirates
with a wave of his
hand
in the child
she was
JJ found his pleasure
in being bigger
stronger
like a gun
with a lot of bullets
JJ spoke in bullets
like lists
of things to do
and do
she would
hoping JJ'd shut the fuck up
and be happy
but
but
eventually we learn
that bullets beget bullets
and infinity
we saw
in the three-way mirror
for all the holes
passed she
through
he is nothing but humble
now that his eyes have set beside greater than he
now that the mirror has turned against him
he who is in the end, who silenced he
once a man who read
too many times
peter pan
she is now a scale tipped to one side
living in a world jj left behind
strong is she now who holds the bullets
but chooses to leave them lay aside
nice touch
three
different
beautiful
styles
Jim Carrol
through turquoise
skies into
August Moons,
silver bullets
& white
horses stalk
coral sands.
Star imagery
pales beneath
plush night,
and tomorrow,
tomorrow isn't
just anyday,
maybe jj's,
& jj smiles.
fun thread, nice work
phishgod
amidst stars
flickering candles
gold mantles
beneath fire
above praise
we see soon
that we dig
graves
for our fathers
for our brothers
for our victims
for our mothers
and our
passions
set us free
but kept in bondage
our timid
loves
and for
poor JJ
all that
was above
simply faded
like those
stars that
died into
blue skies
when the sun
rose on
the tombstone
of freedom
Jim Carrol
i miss you sound.
you are a love boat captain
i knew it
Jim Carrol
Jim Carrol
and learn fast
all that is good in the rest
all far from your nest
Jim Carrol