worn-down - Hello Poetry

Two failed trips and a broken transmission It all leads to Norman A milk crate in a brushy creek, green and tarnished It all leads to Norman A man in a trench, face down among the artillery scars His name was Norman, strip his magazines and grenades Under a bridge over the Canadian river, among the broken glass and burnt tents It all leads to Norman Walking in sand that smells of **** dodging needles and bullet casings Norman, Norman, Norman Drunk on the street among the locust step of smiling faces Norman is crying in the streetlights Norman is trying to find us Norman is bleeding in loud silence Cramped hotel rooms and bags full of trash Trying to gain footing before the next crash It all leads to Norman

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Sep 25, 2025

Sep 25, 2025 at 5:26 PM UTC

Norman

Two failed trips and a broken transmission It all leads to Norman A milk crate in a brushy creek, green and tarnished It all leads to Norman A man in a trench, face down among the artillery scars His name was Norman, strip his magazines and grenades Under a bridge over the Canadian river, among the broken glass and burnt tents It all leads to Norman Walking in sand that smells of **** dodging needles and bullet casings Norman, Norman, Norman Drunk on the street among the locust step of smiling faces Norman is crying in the streetlights Norman is trying to find us Norman is bleeding in loud silence Cramped hotel rooms and bags full of trash Trying to gain footing before the next crash It all leads to Norman

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Smooth as beeswax on red catlinite Sharp as black chert knapped out of spite Souls in this creek wander downstream tonight Dreams wrapped in sinew take their last flight Listening to darkness from old cutbank heights Cardinals chasing crows through pale moonlight

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Feb 25, 2025

Feb 25, 2025 at 2:28 PM UTC

Red catlinite

Smooth as beeswax on red catlinite Sharp as black chert knapped out of spite Souls in this creek wander downstream tonight Dreams wrapped in sinew take their last flight Listening to darkness from old cutbank heights Cardinals chasing crows through pale moonlight

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Disposable soul Thrown down it's hole Like something I stole Once empty now full Inhabiting skull False securities lulled Fingernails lovingly pulled Holding onto this cold Doing only what's told Scold the mold for growing Or the bones for showing Men for towing their sorrows Dreaming a hundred dead tomorrows Screaming sparrows and cardinals Today I lost all my marbles

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Feb 14, 2025

Feb 14, 2025 at 8:44 PM UTC

Debitage

Disposable soul Thrown down it's hole Like something I stole Once empty now full Inhabiting skull False securities lulled Fingernails lovingly pulled Holding onto this cold Doing only what's told Scold the mold for growing Or the bones for showing Men for towing their sorrows Dreaming a hundred dead tomorrows Screaming sparrows and cardinals Today I lost all my marbles

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Rough rusted railroad steel in my palm Dogs are following me in the woods It's a long way to the river yet Running out of battery Dark tracks rattling hard

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Sep 14, 2024

Sep 14, 2024 at 5:23 AM UTC

Manic flint

Rough rusted railroad steel in my palm Dogs are following me in the woods It's a long way to the river yet Running out of battery Dark tracks rattling hard

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I found you in the gravel, the wet muddy gravel How far did you travel, in sunlight or in shadow River winding high, receding when it's dry Reflecting clouded skies, perceived through panfish eyes Here chipped secrets lie, downstream our dreams do fly All we can do is try scattered like flints awry

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Feb 17, 2024

Feb 17, 2024 at 12:18 PM UTC

Atlatl heart

I found you in the gravel, the wet muddy gravel How far did you travel, in sunlight or in shadow River winding high, receding when it's dry Reflecting clouded skies, perceived through panfish eyes Here chipped secrets lie, downstream our dreams do fly All we can do is try scattered like flints awry

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Wise in worldly ways? I'd rather be a fool Who dies honest anyways

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Oct 24, 2023

Oct 24, 2023 at 11:07 AM UTC

It's raining

Wise in worldly ways? I'd rather be a fool Who dies honest anyways

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A handful of heat, coffee tastes sweet in the bottom of the mug Splayed out, dissected human bug, body chopped and tugged Catalogue my suffering, patch me together with hemp twine Ignoring every sign and warning, falling is soaring interrupted A life defined as loveless, a body bled out bloodless This mud is sticking to my brain again, no way to win Don't you hate it when it don't work out Hanging around until you can't leave Cried all my tears and can't grieve Nothing left to even believe

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Sep 24, 2023

Sep 24, 2023 at 7:14 PM UTC

Americano

A handful of heat, coffee tastes sweet in the bottom of the mug Splayed out, dissected human bug, body chopped and tugged Catalogue my suffering, patch me together with hemp twine Ignoring every sign and warning, falling is soaring interrupted A life defined as loveless, a body bled out bloodless This mud is sticking to my brain again, no way to win Don't you hate it when it don't work out Hanging around until you can't leave Cried all my tears and can't grieve Nothing left to even believe

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Hello old friend I want nothing to do with you But here I am searching you out Hello old friend I thought you left so long ago, But here you are, crying It must be a dream Brain letting off stream Sanity flowing down stream Southbound or bust By rubber or rust Getting nowhere on trust I’ll crawl if I have to, not even fuss Turned mean as a rattlesnake, Heart choked out on dust

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Aug 31, 2023

Aug 31, 2023 at 10:49 AM UTC

Boundsouth

Hello old friend I want nothing to do with you But here I am searching you out Hello old friend I thought you left so long ago, But here you are, crying It must be a dream Brain letting off stream Sanity flowing down stream Southbound or bust By rubber or rust Getting nowhere on trust I’ll crawl if I have to, not even fuss Turned mean as a rattlesnake, Heart choked out on dust

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Why do I keep coming to these places? Attempting to siphon something into this void Vicarious joy, vicarious hope, still dream of the rope Can't cope with this anymore, the wound is forever sore I'm getting sick of trying, lying to myself a bit more **** your good health, choke on your worthless wealth Burn down another Newport, the tenth or twelfth

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Mar 23, 2023

Mar 23, 2023 at 9:39 PM UTC

Sputnik

Why do I keep coming to these places? Attempting to siphon something into this void Vicarious joy, vicarious hope, still dream of the rope Can't cope with this anymore, the wound is forever sore I'm getting sick of trying, lying to myself a bit more **** your good health, choke on your worthless wealth Burn down another Newport, the tenth or twelfth

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A shot of whiskey for the rain A shot of whiskey for the pain My efforts to stay insane Let's take one for the rain Burning down another menthol smoke Pulled from packs like ***** jokes Learning that it's all or broke Flick away that **** and croak All to be said was spoke Between us in the end But something brings back memories Which I cannot defend, that send me To places gone, How does one Swim back up Stream?

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Mar 9, 2023

Mar 9, 2023 at 11:18 PM UTC

Menthol memories

A shot of whiskey for the rain A shot of whiskey for the pain My efforts to stay insane Let's take one for the rain Burning down another menthol smoke Pulled from packs like ***** jokes Learning that it's all or broke Flick away that **** and croak All to be said was spoke Between us in the end But something brings back memories Which I cannot defend, that send me To places gone, How does one Swim back up Stream?

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