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[pk.]

The gun went off at birth
And people left for the
Human race. I stayed put
Thinking it wiser to sit
And think and to watch.
The government has made the world
Materialistic, which
Totally fucked with
My idealistic sense of
Reality. The constant
Sitting doesn't pay off,
You're better off going through
This movie doing things,
And to think nothing
Of morals or integrity,
Those things mean nothing
In the pushing-over
And winning and losing
Of the barnyard reality.

I woke to morning traffic
A full glass of vodka and milk
(I ran out of orange juice)
My first thought is dualistic,
Another day wasted I suppose
The Bible is helpful
But so are infomercials
When you're stoned.
I hate myself and what
I've become.
I want to wash my clothes
And then myself, to feel fresh
To start the day clean
I'm hungover and feel dirty.
This stupid guilt following me
Everywhere, punishing me for
Things I haven't done or
I'm about to do. Time again
To roll another cigarette, ironic -
The only skill I've become
Good at, and it kills me,
And this life that I lead
I find it funny, I suppose,
Until it kills me.

I have a box for my books,
I think I'll move to the country
The city is psychotic (and full of dickheads)
And I belong in a field.

 

[panic in paradise]

this is probably my favorite of yours. it invokes both thought and physical sensation.

 

[pk.]

Thanks PiP, hangovers are good for confessions...

 

[panic in paradise]

im sorry you get hangovers, very touching none the less.

 

[Ashley]

Big thumbs up pk. Heartfelt.

 

[ForEverAfter]

Absolutely fantastic.

this is probably my favorite of yours.

Agreed. Although not probably. Definitely. It's hard to achieve this level of "rawness". The hangover is one of the most honest states in which to write. Other (better) writers agree with me on this. Writing drunk is a lie. Writing hungover is a brutal confession. Sometimes I drink for the hangover. I used to anyway. Because when I'm hungover I'm honest. To be hungover is to be humble. To face yourself in even the harshest of realities. If you compare alcohol to the psychedelic experience, the hangover is the trip. Not the period of intoxication. The period after. That's the moment of realization. The moment of truth. The hangover is more honest than the trip. The hangover is brutal reality.

Love the poem.

Nice work.

 

[laugh]

yep, this is really good!

im illiterate but i know exactly what your saying.

 

[dopaminedump]

Rolling a cigarette is the only skill you're good at? Bullshit this is an amazing piece of work.

 

[CoffeeDrinker]

hahahhh...and you told me you were done being a poet.......

 

[pk.]

Thanks for the comments. I agree with the drinking and writing comment, hangover is best for me also
@CD - I don't know what I'm doing...