Long Gonzo Poems

I looked at the room broken bottles blood fragments of clothes.
maybe a tooth from somebody not fast are to drunk to get outta the way of a conversation 
turned bad. 

The juke box had almost...

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the worldly folk armies of the twice enchanted for common tragedies                        ...

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The Lost Art Of Composition

too often my thoughts and the ability to express them
are taken hostage without a clue to the cause
this is an affliction familiar to many a writer
as if madness wasn't enough
it proves...

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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...

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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...

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The old, the new barely meet on the street of Bardstown road, yet diversity so unique, from Cherokee to the rarity, stepping forth in time with the antique structures surrounding you, from magnetic tape recordings...

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I'll admit being green is not the easiest thing, 
    a frog looks very silly in a broken arm sling.

Yesterday Fozzie got a job singing at...

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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...

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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...

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Obdurate goat tangles rough knotted rope
Stuck beside shadowy friend, Silky Oak
Hedonistic prisoner capricorn, cheap trope
Ethics remain riddle, morals mere joke


Towered timber utters truth in its creak
Canopy clapping hands crush recollection 
Billion fingered Silky Oak, silver...

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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...

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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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Cow chips and a bottle of piss,
perfect snack for your unclean lips
Hitting the fan
is a stale sewer smell
The six-by-twelve
room you’re living in
is a cancer cell
flush next to a toxic landfill
All of your friends are burp...

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Last year I wrote of a Red Sox team
The fans did not exactly scream
They could not swing, field or hit
Last place was theirs, that was it.

But John Henry said  ENOUGH  of that
I will...

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Held by a dungeon of torrential rain
It resounded like a quarrel outside
It was an argle-bargle of earth, rain and wind
It blew patterns of a boustrophedon
Being cantankerous from the brouhaha 
I took my bumbershoot to the...

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Darkness is my life that apears in
light.
Has it come to just another fix.
The smile does conceal my losing fight.

The music the screams within.
The lies eat away at the man I can no 
longer stand.

Hollow is...

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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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The night Hunter S. Thompson,
blew his head off,
Toy Box Tomato Girl,
went Gonzo Geisha on me.
Abandoning the old man’s love,
for pure unadulterated orgy,
intoxicating arms and legs,
intertwining lyrical sighs,
with bi young black,
and blond hard bodies,
tango tongues sharing...

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If two was to many then i'll have tweenty six.
Trade ya a bad habbit for a rusty knife and your sisters nude pics.
Maybe im insane do you really care to find out.
Order in the court...

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Seabull baste the coup de faste
Infectudo goncerotia gonzo
Ron done wrong and was corrected for it
Foresca fiesta frescoe fiskars deshthroes kiskstar
By Start Up bark slarm no harm done to a cherry tree
Wood freeze it ASAP keep...

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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...

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