Poetry For The Damned

Tonight I write poetry for the damned

to be loved only by those who life hates

who life scammed.

This is free verse for vampires, lepers, leper vampires, freakshows, tacky fashion shows and perverts of all kinds.

Let the lovers and the beautiful people have their Byron and their Shakespeare

tonight, we’re gonna fuck, how’s that for poetry?

Tonight we will squeeze every last bit of proof out of this yeast

infected and fermented

till we’re dead drunk on sobriety

like the worm at the bottom of a bottle of tequila.

But, if you look closely

you can see he died smiling.