Long Cigs Poems

There once was a young man from Szechwan,
who thought his prick looked like a pecan.
He met Bertha Butts,			
who was hankering for nuts,		
so he gave her his pecan to chew on.
The women in my Viking village
don't...

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It is Monday, today is pay the bills and light shop.
All this after we have been for the morning run.
The dogs are always keen, they trot beside me
as at ten miles an hour we cover...

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Spawned from the loins that 
Perpetuated the loyal serfs mongrel
Seed:-
These peoples of a conditioned and
"Resigned-To-it-all" breed.
Born into the enveloping tedium
Of interlocking days...Interwoven
With interlocking days -
Victims of stark circumstance
And vague promises unmade.
Gregariously living out their lives
When...

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please tell me ...

what happened?
what dire damage have i wrought?
what did i do to ruin it, that friendship, rare?
you once knew me better than most ...

my darkness didn't frighten you, didn't rattle,
you sighted those demons...

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'The Journey'

Sight.
Sound.
Smell.
Taste.

The trains,
the tracks,
the rush, the haste.

The sweeties and toffees,
newspapers and coffees,

Cases and bags, e-cigs and fags,
pasty and tanned, iphone in hand,

The people who come and the people who go
and the Taxis that wait, as...

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With fascist fist, white CHAUVINist (whose christian name is Drek)
hailed pearly Knights in Kevlar tights who spurn the ebon fleck,
and joined the Kops enforcing stops which keep black pawns in check.

Floyd feared the Kops (most...

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I now walk with the young Emmanuel
In his gardens of trees and flowers
Out of the darkness of my lasting den
Where the two monsters kept me without end

In the house of horrors and orcs 
I felt...

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Here another season has gone
And winter is back to this town
I’ve always been afraid of thunder and sparkle
‘Cause its rumbling reminds me that I'm a loner
You say you’re here to watch over me
That you‘ll never...

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brothers we be, brother we be free


brothers we be
brother we be free
me and lil bro would have these sword fights
yelling fight to our deaths
yelling to the victor gets Kristina the neighbor's daughter
we were young
about ten
drawing...

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One day I
                                ...

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An old hotel in Portland
Rain hitting street lamps
The buzzer
Click
Surveillance camera
“Can I get a room?”

It used to be called the "Burnside Triangle" back when it was still gay

Bump Bump da Bump da bump
Nightclubs bangin’
Young twinks in...

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I remember those days when just a kid,
the old ten shilling note, and the odd quid.*
Teddy boys in their drain pipes, fur collars
smelling of nicotine, street wise scholars.
Conkers,* glass alleys* and comics as well,
bow and...

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My clothes came from
K-mart.
  They were on layaway
Until school starts.
  
  We would go out to eat,
Every now and then.
  We would chill out when
Our parents would count to ten.

 ...

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My Bus Journey

Getting on the bus to go into town
Ten passengers standing up, twenty sitting down
The card reader's faulty, won't recognise my bus pass
Youths standing at the bus stop banging on the glass

Unaccompanied children, probably...

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There might be
                    no returning
           ...

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Sat beneath the stars we were, supping pepsi from a can
on the bridge near castle farm, just hiding from me mam 
Twas 10 o clock and fairly dark for kids of just fourteen 
But we...

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My wife is angry with me tonight, 
She said I gawked 
at a young lady’s buttocks
in Wal-Mart.
I explained  
that such an action was rude,
and I would never do that,
that I’m too old for such...

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Familys complaining can ya hear em?
Uncle larry's probaly gonna puke dont get near him.
I kinda messed up sight.
Someone get Bobby Joe outthe street cause ya know he aint bright.

Christmas kinda blows around here.
So toss me...

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Andy, pass the cigs
I said with nervous laughter
First he tossed the pack
Then tossed the matches after

My hands were shaking so
I couldn't get a light
But it was time to go
On our early morning flight

Captain Fate, the...

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RUNAWAY

They do not even care, for them
I am not even there, they just walk on
And I don't want their eyes on me
Don't want to see their disgust
It's just.....
If they don't know I am there
Then am...

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Sight.
Sound.
Smell.
Taste.
The trains.
The tracks.
The rush, the haste.
The sweeties and toffees,
Newspapers and coffees,
Cases and bags, e-cigs and fags,
Pasty and tanned, iphone in hand,
The people who come and the people who go
And the Taxis that wait, as you...

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...inspired by the Robert Earl Keen Jr song 
   'The Road Goes On Forever'


Flying high thru south west Texas
black Camaro's leaking oil,
radiator needs attention,
sputtering, it starts to boil.

Up ahead a service station,
got to...

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...inspired by the Robert Earl Keen Jr song 
   'The Road Goes On Forever'


Flyin' high thru south west Texas
black Camaro's leakin' oil,
radiator needs attention,
sputterin', it starts to boil.

Up ahead a service station,
gotta get...

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...inspired by the Robert Earl Keen Jr song 
   'The Road Goes On Forever'


Flyin' high thru south west Texas
black Camaro's leakin' oil,
radiator needs attention,
sputterin', it starts to boil.

Up ahead a service station,
gotta get...

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...inspired by the Robert Earl Keen Jr song 
   'The Road Goes On Forever'



Flying high thru south west Texas
black Camaro's leaking oil,
radiator needs attention,
sputtering, it starts to boil.
Up ahead a service station,
gotta get...

Read More