Chicano Eddie Poet Free verse

The Way

"THE WAY"



I have refused the whores in 
my life and the rules of 
those that fell into my timeline.
from birth to this very moment I write.
I must say though; the beer 
has kept me comfort and for 
that I am grateful.
the word has kept me alive 
and insane at the same time 
and for that I am in love.
the afternoons don’t hold 
value, the only reality 
inside is that night will 
fall soon and I will scream 
on paper.
some call this foolish and 
wasted talent, others call it 
true therapy.
to me, it is whatever you 
want it to be.
no woman or whore has given 
me what the word has and at 
best, it remains there 
with no bull-!@#$.
across the windows of every 
room I have been in, across 
every bed I have slept in, 
the world continues its run 
to knock me out in the first 
round.
this of course has been 
through the whores of my 
choice but oh how fun those 
nights of filth were. 
my mentor said: 
“everything you own must be 
able to fit inside one 
suitcase; then your mind will 
be free.” 
if I had been born with these 
instructions at birth, things 
would have been a lot easier. 
still though, within my 
razors, my toilet paper, my 
cigarettes and beer, my 
fingers grab a hold of 
everything that has slipped 
away. 
everything will reveal itself 
in time. 
everything will reveal itself 
just as true as a whore 
standing before me in a 
flowered dress eating in a 
kitchen.


By: Chicano Eddie
6152017

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