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Fighting Fire with Fire

A Poem by Working Class Scarecrow

i'm starting to feel like i used to feel, back when i didn't. everything that happens is like a giant, flashing, neon sign saying i'm going the w..

Shivering in the Dark

A Poem by Working Class Scarecrow

here's another one for the archive of anonymity. i saw my reflection in the gloss of a guitar. i hope it was worth it, your one ..

Wake Fair Lady

A Poem by Working Class Scarecrow

Last night..... I felt very much so in touch with that poetic soul I seek to contact within myself, my words were aching to burst forth and fill th..

it\'s Only November

A Poem by Working Class Scarecrow

Let's close our eyes tonight... and drift into the darkness.... Let's dream this night together... and embrace with welcome arms...... Is ..

Vintage Image

A Poem by Working Class Scarecrow

what ever happened to that sleep dep. high? manifesting meandering mental mush into marvelous miraculous metaphor mountains made much more meaningful..

Point Blank Range

A Poem by Working Class Scarecrow

At Christmas time when you gave me this notebook and this pen, did you ever stop to think things would be like they are again? and when you look..

Here I A.M.

A Poem by Working Class Scarecrow

I came back here I am at 5 in the here I A.M. thought you'd be here too but you did say "probably" the good news is my nose is sti..

Save My Soul

A Poem by Working Class Scarecrow

I'm calling out somebody save my soul come on destroy my doubt fill in the empty holes holes in your logic only convince fools prove the nonbe..

New Blue Day

A Poem by Working Class Scarecrow

through fogged glass i view the new blue day and the battles that have been endured seem like old news brought to the doorstep of a cyclops in sheep..

The Drinking Song

A Poem by Working Class Scarecrow

oooooooh, double meanings.... ha ha