Poem For My 33rd Birthday
"POEM FOR MY 33RD BIRTHDAY"
running on razor blades
with these cigarettes
this beer and isolation
this goatee gone
this mustache thick and
these eyes inside these frames.
back inside this city
wiping the tears from her eyes
she's missed me.
tomorrow at this time
those who haven't been under the
bloodsuckers of filing will rise
breathe
laugh and cry.
tomorrow at this time
the whores will be on overtime.
it's nothing new.
tomorrow
I'll turn and look up at my ceiling
without the very souls that murdered
my fear of death.
men get arrested
dogs get put down and
tonight
my enemies leave roses where
I'll be placed to die.
By: Chicano Eddie
12-6-2016
Copyright © Chicano Eddie | Year Posted 2016
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