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jake aller Jan 2019
I was sitting along
In a god forsaken bar
Somewhere on the lunatic fringes
Of society

On the bad part of town
Over by railroad tracks  
Heading to hell
As fast as I could drink it down

Enjoying my lonely drink
Drinking by my lonesome self

With my partners
Jimmy Dean, and the Walker brother
And his old Granddad

Just drinking and hanging
With the Jack Daniel's gang

A crazed ***
With a thousand year stare
Walks up to me

He begins
Muttering to himself

Nutty nonsense
Crazy words
In a lunatic's voice

He had the look
Of one possessed  
By his own demons

That only he can see
Or hear

Possessed by a secret knowledge
Only he knew

Despite myself
I was fascinated  
By this lunatic's tale

So, I stopped him  
And said

So, what's your game
Anyway

The short little dude
Stopped his insane prattle

Starting at me
With that thousand year old stare

Just another washed up
Lunatic

Too many drugs
Too many bad nights
On the wrong side of life

An acid causality from the 60’s
Went out so far
Down the LSD rabbit hole
Never came back

He looked at me
And proclaimed his story

He reared up
And filled up the room

And lifted the bar
On his finger

And stared down at me
From the sky

And said
Since you asked

I am God
The alpha and Omega
The real deal

The original dude of dudes
The sultan of Swing
God of hosts
And father of that Jesus dude

But no one knows me  
Any more
No one cares

They think I am irrelevant
They think I am dead

They think I am a fairy tale
From some olden, ancient time

Some say I am dead
Others think I should be dead
That my work is done

I looked at him
Carefully now
And what did I see

An old man
With that lunatic look
But there was something else

He was crazy
Sure yes
But perhaps he was the real deal

I mean why not
Why would not God be
A lunatic wandering around loose

Talking to low lives like me
In a bar
On the way to hell

So, I looked at him
And invited him to share
His tale of woe

God tells me
Well, it's like this

Many a year ago
People believed in me

But one day
They quit believing in me
And they went on without me

As they left me  
My powers got weaker and weaker
And so eventually I became
What you see today

A broken down drunk
Hanging out  
Looking for a hand out
Looking for some company
Or at least a free dinner

And he laughed and laughed
And I looked at him
And saw the beginnings of the end
And the ends of the beginnings

I saw a million planets  
Flash by  
A billion people
A trillion sentient beings

Thinking all at once
Thoughts filled my head
Lights flashed

And I knew
He was telling the truth

But it did not matter
In this day and age
Of materialism

God has no role
God is truly dead

And so, I bought him a drink
And walked out of the bar
Profoundly saddened by what I had seen

God was dead
And we had all conspired  
To **** him

Long live God
Published in Otherwise Engaged, Vol 1 2018

might be offensive to some, so accept my apologies in advance
Marietta Ginete May 2017
Those who have lost their battles,
They'll be fine from now on.
They're up high in their castles,
For their life down here is gone.

Just keep flying up, Angels.
You'll be right where you belong.
Thank you for everything, Angels.
The trip won't be that long.
we've lost so many angels the past few months and I'm so sorry if one of your angels were one of them.
Edward Coles Dec 2016
We were together
Staring out at the black sea;
A void in some backwater alley
Of central Bangkok.

You were laughing at its beauty
And like the stars I stared blankly,
Looking for everything I could not see.

Alternating undercurrent
Of raw sewage and street-food spice,
Alive in the shadow
Of a searing neon skyline,
The moon made of bone;
We blacken our lungs
Six thousand miles from home.

Set in greed for *** and company,
The familiar lilt of Latin tongues.
In a dream I still need to breathe,
Still need to feel the heat of love
Or at least the touch of anyone.

I lean, habit-ridden
Over the railings of misspelled lovers
That carved their names half-drunk
With hotel keys
Into the dandelion paint,
That with gradual loss,
Succumbs to the traffic
And falls in the breeze.

You wept at the sentiment.
I baulked in their loss.
I drew you in closer
To keep hold of this dream,
Before the night fades,
Before time has forgot,

Before life pulls us apart,
Before love loosens its knot.
C
Eleanor Rigby Jul 2016
twenty-fifth floor
double room with a view
on how far you're gone
silly birds
crashing into the window.

they can't get in
i can't get out.


--Watercolour
David W Clare Feb 2015
The chao phraya river song
by david john clare

Down by the River (echo-ee, a Capella) Down by the River (echo-ee, a Capella)

1 Down By the River, don't dive in, them sharks are real-****-mean but, that's where you'll find me...

along with buzzards, ******* and kumoi dope fiends...

chorus 'cause we love that ***** water ... oh oh oh Bangkok, Thailand; you're our home !

2 now...Oriental Asian Ladies, Thailand's **** Siam queens

I dig them slant-eyed ******... Them
Sticky cat-faced chicks on Soi 13! 'cause they love that ***** water ...

oh oh oh Bangkok, Thailand; you're my home !

(Harmonica Solo)

3 You'll find me trashed one morning (smashed!)

Iced-down in China Town; all crying alone...

One day I'll never leave here (Lord!) Unless an Esan Girl might claim me for her own...

'cause I love that ***** water ... oh oh oh Bangkok, Thailand; you're our home !

Refrain

Chao Phraya River, Chao Phraya River... Chao Phraya River, Chao Phraya River...

Buddha!

Chao Phraya River, Chao Phraya River... Chao Phrya River, Chao Phraya River...

Oh, Bangkok you're my home!

(Big smiling shark jumps from river with switchblade knife in between teeth...)

fin

(c) in perpetuity, David John Clare Clairvoyant Music BMI

Thailand...
Siam song 21st century
David W Clare Jan 2015
Thailand ******

Can read my mind
See my desire
Feel my pain
Siam Halloween in nana klong toey
Thai delights even the ladyboys look good tonight they know how to **** over and survive using a cheap disguise
Hey forang you wanna **** me?
1000 baht short time curiosity.
I prefer real ladies with juicy butts
Flavored with beer and sangsom whiskey *****.
Take me home beat me with your
**** asian Treats
Make me lick your ***** feets
Asian women are my lust filled desire
They sit on my face until I can't breath no more
Than make me pay for my ***** laundry
Soap me up and knock me down
Bangkok Thailand is my home town
I slither along the Sukhumvit soi 11, devoted to the ***** I'm in 7th heaven...
Her **** smells better than stupid blonde Suzy the airhead girl next door boring rubber doll
Asian toilet scrubbers turn me on the never heard of boring old vain Beverly hills ugly rodeo drive full of stuffy old hags high on ****** pills
Sad drag Beverly hills I lived in that phoney fake berg I love the ancient town Bangkok where my face gets slapped and hurt!
*** is a weapon.
****** are mans desire
Zeus fell in lust with a Greek goddess than expired?

Nasty ****** in Thailand make me hard
I become 18 again nothing else matters but fun with that wanna be ******...
Mmm sexxxy thighland!
David W Clare Jan 2015
Miss Nisa impetuous young lady!

In Bangkok I met her at OTOP She was impetuous
I loved her
She spit on me
I love her
Anyway!

Her dad was fantastic her mom was so nice to me...
Her uncle tried to **** me with a bash to my bleedy head.

I ran down the street to go hospital
Then deported to Japan
What the ****?
...did I do wrong?
Thailand is sweet and sour...
David W Clare Nov 2014
Ice cream and pie
Makes my pain say goodbye
Late in the night when the doctors away
We kissed and we played
My life she now saved

Nurse cherry
Was mine now she is married

While she was in my bed
The doctor walked in
On the floor were her clothes
He was shocked as I grinned
He saw we both gave in to sin

Nurse cherry
Sweeter than pie
I remember that night
She held me so tight

Nurse cherry

Ice cream and pie
Makes my pain say goodbye
Late in the night when the doctors away
We kissed and we played
My life she now saved

Nurse cherry
Was mine now she is married...
True story of a wild night in Bangkok
ekami Bangkok hospital
Jun 2009
David W Clare Jan 2015
The Sukhumvit Rap
 
by David John Clare


Boom boom bah smoke yaba bah bah bah boom!

Boom boom bah smoke yaba bah bah bah boom!
 
Well, she come in to Na Na town on dah midnight sky train, anonymous esan girl she a mysterious Bangkok dame

Out of the nite shadows she will walk and magically appear, I'm telling you fresh forang you got some awful things to fear right here

She can slave your mind in a minute without talk so lyrical, she's a modern Thai freak, a ****** miracle

First She opiates his mind then double you'll see
will loose all sense of time and then the trouble will be

She knows what she is doing, her instincts are cold Forang men they surrender and just do what they are told

Beyond the like of a dibbie girl as you are a sucker for her date

she will leave your mind and body in a wicked deadly state

A jealous girlfriend could now completes the scene as you walk back to your short time room near Pat Pong
soi cowboy libertine...
 
If you get near her you hear the voice of a Thai Siren
Don't you look at her don't you touch you'll start cryin'
If you dare embrace her fool you will think you found a rare Silom Road Jem or Jewel?

She can tear your heart out and she will do it with your own **** tool !
 
Tell The brothers not to look the wink of her eye, tell all of the brothers not to watch her WINK!
 
You can tell by her moves and the slit under her dress she is a one trick thai pony ahead of you by her breast

She got a photographic smile Greta garbo movie hair

She can tear any man down with that Siamese cat like looking stare...

Don't look into her eyes she'll control you blind

you want to wine and dine her? ha, it is your mind she will sixty nine

Shell try her best to allure you so now don't concede cuz if you touch her now boy your heart will bleed

It is a hell of way to take a Thailand vacation but remember this; there is no way of ever stopping this ****** man killer creation.
 
Tell The brothers not to watch the wink of her eye, tell all of the brothers not to watch her WINK!

Boom boom bah smoke yaba bah bah bah boom!

Boom boom bah smoke yaba bah bah bah boom!

WINK!
 
(c) 2010 Clairvoyant Music / BMI Los Angeles CA USA  all rights in perpetuity by the author
Written on the late night streets of Bangkok Thailand... Nana soi 11

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