Old DogA Poem by JRKnotted up mess it’s a knotted up mess. old dog can’t see s**t can’t hear s**t can’t take a s**t can’t eat always sleeps keeps breathing. fridge died of asphyxiation won’t get cold let’s food get old and dead in moldy piles. cleaned with bleach smells slightly of laundry now growing piles of its own. young dog falls in a heap his face a grimace his legs churning rictus smile rictus grin foam falling from his chin so give him five and half white pills in the morning and another five at night now wondering how his kidneys even function with all the dope in him. writing songs from within fingers don’t stretch like a young man flexible and slim instead rictus like a young dog’s grin. garbage disposable won’t spin new one sits in the shed gathering moths wonder when that will finally go in getting large in my head like one of those old time boner causing Catholic sins. blinker won’t blink and there’s a squeak and gas is over 4 bucks and that’s just f*****g too much. gonna get ripped off. again. three percent given becomes zero percent added given the high cost of oxygen. got ripped off. again. someone’s gonna get to Mars someone’s gonna get the oval someone’s gonna drop a big f*****g bomb someone is paying them off. things seem more distant by text maybe falling falling falling off the map again no good rot always grows from within. self confidence in shambles no art no smiles feel as worthless as the s**t piles in the yard three dogs no robots no time to clean it... yet. house leans like an old man house cracks like an old back paint withers like a maiden and yet it weighs like a weight like a pressed man yelling for more can’t sell it can’t keep it can’t watch it die like an old dog. yard is barren and trees yet to die don’t know it and maybe won’t because time is a b***h time is a worthless b***h w***e who steals hope and gives nothing more and given the above take pills to sleep and dope to not dream anymore and a movie goes on and maybe whack off and then it just slowly unwinds unknots see shapes see scenes peeking behind the red frame the left side of my brain slowly delta waves neurons flush bliss and NREM to wake and knot up again.
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Added on October 31, 2024 Last Updated on October 31, 2024 AuthorJRPlacerville, CAAboutWriting again Interesting times to be living in, kind of a cool time to be a writer and documenting the world. more..Writing
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