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J. J. Campbell

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dark winter blues


 


by J. J. Campbell


 


 


endless grief


on these days


 


cold, dark winter


blues ripping the


night open with


heartbreak and


despair


 


the old lovers


come armed


to the teeth


 


they are out


for their pound


of flesh


 


you’re too cool


to play the victim


 


the sharp tongue


ready for any


battle


 


certain assholes


know how much


fun it is to burn


the fucking bridges


with people still


on it





in the back of my brain


 


by J. J. Campbell


 


 


searching for the words


 


some emotion that


describes the moment


 


some desire tucked deep


in the back of my brain


 


cheating death


 


running out the clock


on life


 


all my dreams have


been ruined before


i even got the chance


to have them


 


another bleary winter


day


 


the love of your life


somewhere unknown


to you


 


rinse and repeat


 


does nothing change


because i enjoy the


madness or i don’t


deserve any better


than this





in this damn void


by J. J. Campbell


 


another morning


that the world


didn’t end while


i was sleeping


 


yet another cup


of coffee that


isn’t strong


enough


 


trapped in this


damn void


 


destined for nothing


other than empty


promises and


endless suffering


 


love is a myth


anymore


 


one of those tales


you tell children


to give them hope






the sock drawer


 


by J. J. Campbell


 


 


i remember the first time i found


where my father hid his cash


 


he always was a simple fuck so


the sock drawer was the first place


i looked


 


a stack of twenties as high as the drawer


 


i took one and would continue to take


one every couple of weeks until my parents


got divorced


 


he paid for most of the alcohol, the music,


the drugs, the concert tickets and the books


 


the endless amount of books


 


i never thanked him for being a dumb fuck


 


he stopped talking to me long before he died


 


i still have dreams of setting the casket on fire


 


he’s buried at the veteran’s cemetery along


with his second wife


 


or how i like to think of it


 


the second family he ruined


 


i still have some of the books and music


those twenties bought back in the day


 


i wish i still had the drugs


i squeezed more creativity out of the


neon than i could ever imagine





the lasting angst


 


by J. J. Campbell


 


 


soft black skin


 


monday afternoon


thirty some years


ago


 


your lips tasted


like cherries


 


i always dreamt


the rest of you


did as well


 


lost chances


and the lasting


angst of what


could have been


 


time was supposed


to heal all this shit


 


more lies i guess


 


so children don’t


worry and have


ulcers before they


graduate high school





in this digital society


 


 


by J. J. Campbell


 


 


first day of spring


 


frost in the morning


 


sunshine all afternoon


 


the spanish princess


seems like a lost


dream


 


the muse comes and


goes like a cold wind


 


did you ever have a


dream so vivid that


it became a nightmare


 


every lost soul knows


the same three chords


 


subtle beauty gets lost


in this digital society


 


not sure which emoji


is used for that one





murder and discomfort

 

by J.J. Campbell

 

 

another muggy night

 

perfect for dreams

of murder and

discomfort

 

you can still see her

under the covers

 

peaceful, naked

ready for more

 

it is on nights like

these where you

realize you can

honestly fuck up

anything

 

of course, you

blame your father

 

he never taught

you the kiss theory

 

you had to learn

all the easy shit

the hard way

 

you have the

scars to prove

it

 

at least one small

part of your heart

still believes in

hope

 

some kind soul

still wants to love

you out there

 

find her before

a bullet, a needle,

or a priest







subjective at best

 

by J.J. Campbell

 

 

third cup of coffee

 

go ahead and grab

the plunger

 

somewhere the

woman of your

dreams is laughing

 

thinks you are funny

and is willing to

overlook your faults

 

at some point during

the strain you realize

dreams are subjective

at best

 

i always use cold water

on the bidet

 

helps to clear my mind

 

take the five horse for

the win and a longshot

for the show

 

one step from the degenerate

you always wanted to be

 

two steps from being

the same old asshole

that the world has

hated for over forty

fucking years

 

and be honest

 

three steps

 

who the fuck believes

that






J. J. Campbell (1976–?) is old enough to know where the bodies are buried. He's been widely published over the years, most recently at Synchronized Chaos, Horror Sleaze Trash, The Beatnik Cowboy, The Rye Whiskey Review, and The Black Shamrock. You can find him most days on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights. (https://evildelights.blogspot.com)




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