The Young Lion Last Beat : Writing

The News

The News

A Poem by The Young Lion Last Beat


Phone rings at twelve-thirty in the afternoon and I am sleep it startles me awake with the low buzz of the ringer and it's inaudibly high-pitched soun..
Moan

Moan

A Poem by The Young Lion Last Beat


Moan for the holy and unholy alike moan for the sufferings of the beatific & the sainted moan for the buddhas and..
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A Poem by The Young Lion Last Beat


Too tired to have sex tonight though your a*s is tight and breasts supple I'm too tired to have sex tonight--close your legs sweetie I'm too tired to ..
Lament

Lament

A Poem by The Young Lion Last Beat


I am remin​ded of the herme​tic bliss​ I've had befor​e alone​ now that I'm in the crowd​ with aa myria​..
Driving lessons from Cody Pomeroy

Driving lessons from Cody Pomeroy

A Poem by The Young Lion Last Beat


I think of Dean Moriarty the father we never found, I think of Dean Moriarty.
Purification

Purification

A Poem by The Young Lion Last Beat


I shaved off all of the hair on my face for the first time in months. The weariness fled from my face with each stroke of the razor and now I look ..
Conversation w CH

Conversation w CH

A Poem by The Young Lion Last Beat


I started writing a poem about being a poet but I never finished it or maybe I lost it.
Before you die please tell me that you love me.

Before you die please tell me that you love me.

A Poem by The Young Lion Last Beat


Before you die please please tell me that you love me. Hold me close and look into my eyes and tell me that you love me before you die. I'll ..
New Orleans

New Orleans

A Poem by The Young Lion Last Beat


Down in New Orleans I saw women who wore almost nothing & oh how they must of looked to those who had paid attention. Too drunk to noticet..
Visions of Death

Visions of Death

A Book by The Young Lion Last Beat


see chapter 1 post for description

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