"swervin" poems
The car
The bar
The music
The laughter
The bottle
The gladness
The bottles
The glasses
The sadness
The reluctance of a listener
The anger
The fight
The door
The sudden thud outside
The gettin' up
The staggerin'
The poor judgment
The rain
The car
The short-long drive too far
The slippery and hazy highway
The swervin' from side to side
The oncomin' other
The collision
The crash
The smash
The mangled torso
The last gasp
THE END
Aug 28, 2014
Aug 28, 2014 at 8:16 PM UTC
im switchin back n forth from the past to present like time is stretching and my mind is elastic
im trapped inside a casket siftin through my brothers, mothers and cousins ashes
they keep metal chains wrapped around my ankles and wrists like i am natural born savage,
padded room and straight jacket, psychosis like you cant imagine,
icicles dripping off the ticking of the clock, tears dripping down the wall like molasses,
swervin in my kayak cuz im addicted to liquor and tabacco,
crystal **** crack and smack from the invasion
forcing Russian Orthodox as my baptism,
certificate of indian blood 25 percent Aleutiq,
but im down with any Eyak, Yupiq, Tlingkit, Haidan, or Athabaskan,
i speak english cuz they stole the native tongue from my Grandma and my Grandpa,
trying to paint a picture of the mask that ive been wearing as i stare at my reflection,
all i see is that i am just another average cold blooded alaskan
Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 8:59 PM UTC
Serving up some Chinese, with the chopsticks
swervin with some buckled knees, like I'm hot ****
mental back and forth jeez, I am not this
aw **** uh
tight black jeans, spiked red crocs
pleasures of the flesh, servin mommy big rocks
maybe we don't mesh, get your little brother shot
blow him out his Tommy socks he brought a Glock I brought my ****
double bands, money knot
shooters aiming at your spot
make em twirl and make em drop
make em do the Bunny Hop
pop pop hop hop
make em run I moonwalk
try it with the smooth talk
make your bed with white chalk
****** nose I'm Rudolph
snowy sleigh and flew off
say your piece get booed off
get your melon blew off
****
Silver linings of corona ***** I always got a mask
12 get curious they watch always watch me from the back
Never catch me sober carry flask after lask
And when the pills hit time to take em all to task
Jul 12, 2020
Jul 12, 2020 at 2:28 PM UTC