Tag Archive: Bad Poetry


I wonder
sometimes,
thinking-
about you,
how you’re
doing.
Are you, really
happy? I
used to know
you, your dreams,
desires, the smile,
when you thought,
of the future.
It’s here,
still smiling,
and I…
wonder.

It was easier then,
to write, of
defeat, pain, loss,
tears that wouldn’t stop;
easier, to wallow-
in self-pity. In the
lies.
It’ll never get better.
That company sings,
a roaring tune, each
night. Check,
the corner bar.
raise a glass,
to Misery, Failure, Self-
defeat. Yeah,
plenty of company there.
Opens at six am-
has-beens, wannabes,
could’ves, should’ves
served,
daily.

Sometimes, I just need,
to type, to hear-
tap tat tap tat tap tat-
that rhythm, hands
dancing, on these
keys, mind churning
spilling forth,
tap tat tap tat-
proving, I’m alive,
present, accounted for-
Remington, reminding me,
You’re still here man.
loving, the taps-
something
to say, even
if, it’s
garbage…

Brain Drain

Paralyzed, staggering
heat, de la jour-
mind dragging,
catatonic stupor,
sirens calling
cool,
cozy,
conditioned
corners, relax-
take a load
off…

Inspiration, where-
fore art thou,
so slothful
in coming?
Searching skies,
hypnotized
waving winds,
drifting clouds-
sluggish slackers!

Car riding,
stuck, dreary slump-
ing along pitch-
covered highways.
shambling sheep,
counting.
Sacramento
snooze,
Sacramento
blues.