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boy
genius
by
J.J.
Campbell
sometimes the pain
takes me on a voyage
usually down the void
tempting death at every
corner
and here come the old
lovers laughing as they
tried to tell me
but, you know
boy genius never had
to listen to others
trying to find a vein
in a thunderstorm
knowing this isn’t going
to be one of my finer
moments
a homeless guy told me
at seventeen that we were
under no direct orders to
leave a beautiful corpse
sure, that’s the one piece
of advice i remember to
this day
time for that strong ass
drink so i might get a
few hours of sleep
now if i could just
find the pills. . . .
on an empty
stomach
by J.J.
Campbell
gone are the days
of just how many
drugs you can take
on an empty stomach
and live
those glorious nights
of cheap sex, cheap
booze and balconies
to see the world fall
at once
it was all once so
endless
but like everything
it’s a lost elton john
song as the end comes
rushing to greet your
aging face
gravity wins again
this
harrowing reality
by J.J.
Campbell
lazy in the sun
trying to find
the great escape
from this harrowing
reality
the last sunny day
before the dystopian
madness strikes again
you remember your
grandmother telling
you stories about the
great depression
how each day was
a brand-new hell
why we must suffer
through everything
again is beyond me
J.J. Campbell (1976–?) is old
enough to know better. He's been widely published over the years, most recently
at Synchronized Chaos, Horror Sleaze Trash, Lothlorien
Poetry Journal, The Rye Whiskey Review, and Mad Swirl. You
can catch him most days on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights.
(https://evildelights.blogspot.com)
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