Long Cocaine Poems

I smell like pencils in September.
After they’ve been brought to that…to the machine hanging on the closet wall where our coats, our boots, our bags, and nonsense lived.

You stared me in the eyes, since the...

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Twenty two years had passed  by

She blinked, and a lifetime had passed

She started this job as a lark

She never thought it would last

Two husbands and rehab were part of this bar

The husbands...her clients all...

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   Hypocrites sucking off the silicone tit 
of the antichrist spirit.
Man infestation from the pit of 
deliriot.
In hallowed halls of discord, whispers echo,
the chorus of the damned proletariat,
a venom, seeping...

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Hey bruh, 
haven’t you heard,
ain’t you read the news?
The White House is gonna eradicate 
the fear infested inner city blues
That Trump fella says,
he’s got his poison pen ready to use
He says black folks got nothing...

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Treat this poem as the truth
Non-fiction...
Because this is the best way I can try to describe what it feels like to suffer with cocaine addiction
It’s hard to even put this feeling of addiction into words
To...

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My innocence was taken at such a young age I was molested, neglected, and almost rape I was abused and used and left so confused I was such a young girl not knowing what to...

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Unquotable quotes: Beggars - XXX

Who said beggars cannot be choosers?

Who chooses for them the place, the moment or the people they choose to beg from; the hours of the begging day; the alms they refuse;...

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My name is Paul Carter and I want to tell you my tragic story
About the wrong path I chose in life, that wasn't one of glory
I was born in the state of Maine in the...

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As one who grew up in a different era,
Pre-Brangeline and Californication -
When shows like Laugh-in or the Dating Game,
Bewitched or Dick Van Dyke were just about
The naughtiest you’d find on your TV -
I'm now chillaxin'...

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O to my generation

What happen to the days of imagination, when did we get so lazy? I give it to us we address the problems of bullying small kids, fat kids, poor kids black and...

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Splash Bang Reflection


W ~ hen it has hit home with a big splash bang or silent reflection that time

E ~ lapses and fireworks are for the moment and not forever young displays


W ~ here here...

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A kangaroo in dungarees hops hopefully 
	To win first prize in the Favs contest hot
		On the heels of an enlightening glow worm

Surely life is no competition but the stage lights
	Reverberates all the promising contenders
		Reincarnation oils...

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Man I'm still standing & demanding though demand is drained
You can look in from outside see but not feel the pain
I’ve been through mad drills harsh anger & changed my face
quitting is Hell my friend...

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I am whatever you say I am 
currently I'm the eyes of the world
it's what they discovered when
daddy tied a pork chop around my neck just to get the dog to play with me
first time...

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There were boys in my life
From the time I was 13
There were boys
Secreted away in journals
Like some sort of forbidden candy
To be written about and savored 
In a fantasy world all my own
And in that...

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Otto`s life is not
their British
sickular motto
Grue is his banner
left by his
blue-eyed Brit mom
left long by one of
those hated South
African Paki
His guilty pleasures
in Green Street have
no recognition like
many such Aussies in
mulberry bushes
Yet he shovels the
stake of...

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2011, the modern year, coming closed
         in 2012, and passive fat assed American apathy
strangles feeling from the esophagus, **** it.

    I choke, cough out...

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Last night I had the most amazing dream. I found true love with a man who had no name. He was casually dressed in jeans and a T and smelled incredible. 
We were at a...

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deep thought
sizzling hot 
obsessive compulsiveness, cant stop
shes my motivation, inspiration
inspires new rhythm styles of creation
chillin, coolin, beehive loungin
presence essence
my heart pounding
more warp speed then it was before
perfections interventions magnatized my core
confusion , love lust ,fun
but...

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Remember when getting high was climbing up the tree, and we could see the sky and feel 
as if I could let go and fly and never open my eyes having that feeling that I...

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Do you hear them, Mom? he asked.
I was busy doing a household task,
but I stopped to listen
seeing sweat on his forehead begin to glisten.

The room was quiet, and I’d say, even cool,
his lips trembled— at...

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after riding 
with the
hell’s angels,
running for
sheriff of
pitkin county 
in colorado
(speaking on
the “freak power”
platform---from
which he swore
that if he won---he
would
tear up all the 
streets, replacing 
them with newly
sodden, “never 
take mescaline 
whilst on duty,”
and legalize all
drugs to...

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MY BROTHER
YES YOUR SOUL IS LOST
YOUR LIFE IS DEDICATED TO COCAINE 
SAD FOR US TO SEE YOUR LIFE HAS BEEN WASTED
LOOK AT YOU
YOU WHERE LEFT FOR DEAD SOAKING IN YOUR OWN POOL OF BLOOD
THEY LEFT...

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It all started as fun like it usually does
Back when she was a great girl who'd always been beautifully loved
Way back before she'd been brutally touched 
She goes out weekly and has a few drink...

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Here is my story, raw and uncut.....
     I was a DJ at a small gentleman's club - I loved music, and so I had an "ear" for mixing 
tracks, plus with...

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