smack-thompson - Hello Poetry

The boys hit the girls and the boys hit other boys the boys grow up and got guns the girls too and they shoot the other men and women and boys and girls and bury them in mass graves but just the same I love seeing the sunshine when it's raining outside.

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Mar 14, 2014

Mar 14, 2014 at 2:42 PM UTC

smack-thompson

The Cycle

The boys hit the girls and the boys hit other boys the boys grow up and got guns the girls too and they shoot the other men and women and boys and girls and bury them in mass graves but just the same I love seeing the sunshine when it's raining outside.

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Oh hey hey hey Stop ! that get out of that garbage can Look man . taking perfectly good Excess food thrown into a dumpster is still a crime What? No... it ain’t my job to argue who’s committing the Crime "I just work here man" I ain’t interested in your rants about the man Keeping us down Look I know you gotta eat /But "Don’t make me get out my taser" Don’t you know One man’s trash is still Their property until It hits the landfill and We Burn It Into The Suffering Sky?

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Mar 14, 2014

Mar 14, 2014 at 2:37 PM UTC

smack-thompson

Conversations With Security - The Suffering Sky

Oh hey hey hey Stop ! that get out of that garbage can Look man . taking perfectly good Excess food thrown into a dumpster is still a crime What? No... it ain’t my job to argue who’s committing the Crime "I just work here man" I ain’t interested in your rants about the man Keeping us down Look I know you gotta eat /But "Don’t make me get out my taser" Don’t you know One man’s trash is still Their property until It hits the landfill and We Burn It Into The Suffering Sky?

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[Flashback] You know sometimes I think I'm still afraid of you and sometimes maybe I'm still in love with you other times I sometimes still wake up with a dry mouth and cold sweats screaming your name until my throat is so sore **** I swear I'm gonna bleed gagging on those memories those ghosts of ****** noses and broken mirrors keep me up all night like alley cats ****** each other in the street But I also think that ain't all [Hangover] because after all these long and tired weather beaten years when we both stopped looking like we did when we were sixteen and got gray haired and bitter I think we both know that we can never really leave each other [Overdose] That's why after all this time we can meet up we can eat some stolen pills chug a beer or two and finish off a warm bottle of wine then talk about all those old hard knock times while we can sit together on your bed and use super glue to patch up ***** glass cuts you made all over your legs

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Feb 7, 2014

Feb 7, 2014 at 11:35 AM UTC

smack-thompson

Vicodin and Wine

[Flashback] You know sometimes I think I'm still afraid of you and sometimes maybe I'm still in love with you other times I sometimes still wake up with a dry mouth and cold sweats screaming your name until my throat is so sore **** I swear I'm gonna bleed gagging on those memories those ghosts of ****** noses and broken mirrors keep me up all night like alley cats ****** each other in the street But I also think that ain't all [Hangover] because after all these long and tired weather beaten years when we both stopped looking like we did when we were sixteen and got gray haired and bitter I think we both know that we can never really leave each other [Overdose] That's why after all this time we can meet up we can eat some stolen pills chug a beer or two and finish off a warm bottle of wine then talk about all those old hard knock times while we can sit together on your bed and use super glue to patch up ***** glass cuts you made all over your legs

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Hit a pale horse.fly ovER the head wIth a monkey.wreNch he looked all surprISed when gettin' dragged to IKTOMI'S WEB where thaT trickster's gonna happily slurp out his brains and blood and other sQUIshy fluids THEN spit 'em back so maybe that guy learns SOMETHING! ! ! ! ! ! ! Death is a pale horse who flies overhead wIth an ugly.stench but this ain't HIS mythology we ain't got THAT problem HERE oH WHaT? now it's about bein' color blind? How convenient.

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Feb 7, 2014

Feb 7, 2014 at 11:32 AM UTC

smack-thompson

Iktomi's Got a Nice Web But I Like His Smile Best

Hit a pale horse.fly ovER the head wIth a monkey.wreNch he looked all surprISed when gettin' dragged to IKTOMI'S WEB where thaT trickster's gonna happily slurp out his brains and blood and other sQUIshy fluids THEN spit 'em back so maybe that guy learns SOMETHING! ! ! ! ! ! ! Death is a pale horse who flies overhead wIth an ugly.stench but this ain't HIS mythology we ain't got THAT problem HERE oH WHaT? now it's about bein' color blind? How convenient.

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Dead dog dead dog Guts all down the freeway in a ***** red streak fur all mangled lookin like Bob Dylan's hair Plague plague plague My dog's name was Missi after this cousin I kinda didn't like but I never hated either one to where I wanted a dead cousin or dead dog dead dog Plague Plague Plague My cousin never writes so I don't know what's up with her but I know I got a dead dog dead dog hit by a semi and pasted on the freeway like gaudy modern art Plague Plague Plague Missi was a boy and he was a good dog now he's a dead dog dead dog let's go get drunk and sing songs about Missi his favorite one was that rambling one about Plague Plague Plague

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Feb 7, 2014

Feb 7, 2014 at 11:31 AM UTC

smack-thompson

Plague Plague Plague

Dead dog dead dog Guts all down the freeway in a ***** red streak fur all mangled lookin like Bob Dylan's hair Plague plague plague My dog's name was Missi after this cousin I kinda didn't like but I never hated either one to where I wanted a dead cousin or dead dog dead dog Plague Plague Plague My cousin never writes so I don't know what's up with her but I know I got a dead dog dead dog hit by a semi and pasted on the freeway like gaudy modern art Plague Plague Plague Missi was a boy and he was a good dog now he's a dead dog dead dog let's go get drunk and sing songs about Missi his favorite one was that rambling one about Plague Plague Plague

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Whiskey Stevens was the best **** piano (but say it pi-ana) player I ever met: even with that missing pinkie Whiskey though like most pirates (even the ones never seen a ship) he wouldn't lay off that *** which is funny since his nickname was Whiskey but he swore it was his given first name and shouldn't define the kind of drink he liked By the time he met Long John Sally who used to be a woman of ill repute but now was a run and gunslinger with a revolver in her boot his liver was already shot to hell pickled and rotten and she was a hacking up clods of greasy blood from what they called THE consumption (consumption junction, won't long function!) Well Whiskey thought he was gonna get lucky but Long John Sally just wanted to try their luck at a poker game so she sat Whiskey down and made the stakes higher than an ***** den ****** He had the better cards but he also made a crude joke about Poker (but say it Poke-her) and Sally whipped out her revolver faster on the draw than poor Whiskey Stevens hammered on the hammer AND A GOOD GA'LL **** and poor Whiskey didn't die from liver failure but head-staying-in-one-piece failure Sally ain't got an ounce or pint or any other measurement of remorse and laughs and laughs but THE MAN UPSTAIRS gets the last laugh because the laughin' started up a coughing fit her last and worst and she comes crashing down on the table stone dead cards and chips flying to the heavens and Whiskey and Sally flying down to hell

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Feb 7, 2014

Feb 7, 2014 at 11:31 AM UTC

smack-thompson

If I Made a Cowboy Movie It Would Be Like This And You'd Love It

Whiskey Stevens was the best **** piano (but say it pi-ana) player I ever met: even with that missing pinkie Whiskey though like most pirates (even the ones never seen a ship) he wouldn't lay off that *** which is funny since his nickname was Whiskey but he swore it was his given first name and shouldn't define the kind of drink he liked By the time he met Long John Sally who used to be a woman of ill repute but now was a run and gunslinger with a revolver in her boot his liver was already shot to hell pickled and rotten and she was a hacking up clods of greasy blood from what they called THE consumption (consumption junction, won't long function!) Well Whiskey thought he was gonna get lucky but Long John Sally just wanted to try their luck at a poker game so she sat Whiskey down and made the stakes higher than an ***** den ****** He had the better cards but he also made a crude joke about Poker (but say it Poke-her) and Sally whipped out her revolver faster on the draw than poor Whiskey Stevens hammered on the hammer AND A GOOD GA'LL **** and poor Whiskey didn't die from liver failure but head-staying-in-one-piece failure Sally ain't got an ounce or pint or any other measurement of remorse and laughs and laughs but THE MAN UPSTAIRS gets the last laugh because the laughin' started up a coughing fit her last and worst and she comes crashing down on the table stone dead cards and chips flying to the heavens and Whiskey and Sally flying down to hell

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I danced crazy dances on a dumpster with a crazy girl with infected crusty/bleeding scabs on her knees and I think I know how they - got there. She's one of those twisted mad/junkie types crashing into life like automatic weaponry raining down from helicopters exploding people's heads like pumpkins She moves fast and doesn't give a **** about what happens next. Back to the scabs...She can't go see a doctor, where the hell would she go? I was thinking I'd take some change and buy some peroxide and pour them on her knees - but I don't think she'd let me /and it might be too late for that That angry reddish streak coming up from one of them performing some kind of hostile takeover on her leg she's running from her problems but she ain't gonna get far if they have to amputate. I tried not to retch and throw up bile on her thinking about it (haven't ate yet) because I don't think it's her fault we all gotta make a living somehow/ just some of us are dying faster than others while they do it. I hate the way this society treats women.

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Feb 7, 2014

Feb 7, 2014 at 11:29 AM UTC

smack-thompson

Gutter Knees

I danced crazy dances on a dumpster with a crazy girl with infected crusty/bleeding scabs on her knees and I think I know how they - got there. She's one of those twisted mad/junkie types crashing into life like automatic weaponry raining down from helicopters exploding people's heads like pumpkins She moves fast and doesn't give a **** about what happens next. Back to the scabs...She can't go see a doctor, where the hell would she go? I was thinking I'd take some change and buy some peroxide and pour them on her knees - but I don't think she'd let me /and it might be too late for that That angry reddish streak coming up from one of them performing some kind of hostile takeover on her leg she's running from her problems but she ain't gonna get far if they have to amputate. I tried not to retch and throw up bile on her thinking about it (haven't ate yet) because I don't think it's her fault we all gotta make a living somehow/ just some of us are dying faster than others while they do it. I hate the way this society treats women.

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Drank too much whiskey went to shoot Tommy Perkins Spent all my cash on the whiskey clubbed Tommy Perkins upside the head with the gun and told him he better give me the money he owes me when he pays me I'll load my gun and get back to the original plan.

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Jan 30, 2014

Jan 30, 2014 at 6:49 PM UTC

smack-thompson

Gun Club

Drank too much whiskey went to shoot Tommy Perkins Spent all my cash on the whiskey clubbed Tommy Perkins upside the head with the gun and told him he better give me the money he owes me when he pays me I'll load my gun and get back to the original plan.

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