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its 9:22 and here I am
I could be drunk or tired or dead
just too much happened and sleep wont come
I drank and wooed and hurt my head
and cared too much and threatened lives
9:27 no help arrives

she cant do this to me again
I spent so much time running from dark
but Saturday night to Sunday night
memories and new things have left their mark
and anger and alcohol and absolute things
9:37 an angel hets his wings

it's not the first but more acute
showering alone despite my wishes
unconscious friends and nervous twitches
sometimes it's very hard to be
the one you were before the fall
9:44 I'm still alive but now I'm sure my world's too small
Johnny Noiπ May 2018
like a nuclear mushroom cloud this thing
flew out of her head;barely held by           a plastic  headband     not in I I found a       dead        baby's                             head
in the garbage   can ;    band like the hippies wore                            to keep the vipers enchained
              cute gold chains that hang
from her ears like chandeliers hair teased to
       Ivy was a                                ma       nat     ural
   ive Am er i can that wanted     to         ****     everyone who     wore
                               sunglasses at night on 9th street & Avenue C eighties hair 1980 - 1989nStern  
*******               magaizen epitomizes               the times the girls w/ big hair chewed gum really
with hair that reach to space         1989                     greasers crawled out of the g
               g      1982             big hair                                 utter in their father's suspenders  oppa onnnnn & moms  nnnnnn our girls            .                 were made of candy
& throttled unsuspectni          g men we
      we were violent                                      thought about death
    i want to **** every one]            chugging home brew w/   hominid females
                     we were ***** & violen              William S.         Burroughs
.
    .                 t but we had style & girls that
hai               r like cotton candy                              .                     were ***** & violent  bodies dead w/ a         laced with acid                   ****** on coke ruined the eighties               machine gun we ll have
punk rock girls w/ their           eighties hair u could spot the posers fatal visionl       having      visions           I didn't get into tha     h        t  p rock vs. disco!!!             we caught hell *******      in        Central park   or it       glitter girls w/ ****         cross-dressing **** punks      
 middle school        stoners are the worst
                 we got into getting                    high in the *******      e newspaper   offic    e  
                 Matta       chine Society              places ringers in *** clubs to turn the hets to same ***
I dislike                                              the e            ighties cuz I was too young
Basquiat was already an
old man prodigal son Luke 15:11         we're all killers now
eighties hair gets gum in it           *******
I love the 8o's long gon               e      e dead days of post-punk        & disco; there  dead boys      
           's before sid & after sid;  BS & ***             there was more than one eighties;
she was                   born in 1985

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