Gonzo Poems - Poems about Gonzo

It had something to do with American hostages in Iran was all I knew. Some political complication that required a showing of the flag. But Iran had been our ally? I’d seen their sailors train at our base, And their uniforms looked even nicer than ours. Now they were the enemy? OK. I don’t ask questions. It hadn’t been...

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I had run out of it i'm out of it mind you my mind that ran away first by feet then by train paxil was her name a rotundish hard skinned pink pill of a pimp so sleeping a tossing flipping dreaming dream i witnessed a mess messing up a dream: this slot of sliced land jutting with clapboard housing a shouting with roaches a...

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A true Walden pond, Slashed roads that break beyond. We light a Philly XL; Cut and filled with ganja and ale. Lack of concern, No pity and no pain. Lack of emotion, What a laugh to call it ...

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I wish I had the balls of Bukowski, I wish I had the genius of the Gonzo HST. If I had the style of Gotti mixed With the drive of Capone, left alone To simmer with Lanskey, I'd be The newest of new in the melting pot. You either got it or not. Mafia prose mixed with noble booze And a refuse to...

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Ten warents fifteen DUI's one 311. Just some good laughs from nights out with the guy's Drinking till you kiss the floor. Sweet as peach with a jaded rotten core. Best friend to none and in a eternal romance with the liquer store. A siren's call sounds like my phone. It's hard to rest easy. When your never alone. Another baroom brawl the...

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That's not my elephant! The man dressed like a modern day hammlet or Lady Ga Ga screamed in his best Justin Biber voice once told me one thing. It was a good time to make my escape. Spaghetti night wasnt my trip at Shady Pines mental home. Allthough the vicodin and nyquill casarol was almost as good as...

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Atlantic city had been a haze of slot machines and watred down drinks and loud nightclubs that often remendedme what disney land could have been ifthatdam mouse wasntallowed to take over. Never trust a talking rat. I had to go through a hellof a divorce because of it. Good thing her brother was a lawyer cause...

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For thoose of you who may not know. Just call me gonzo I write the absurd for life is insane and sometimes it takes a madman to speak the truth so very clear. I write for the broken vacant faces that have lost all hope. To the dreamer who's well is slowley running dry from everyone telling him to...

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