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Here is a link to my you tube channel where I read my poetry.
I've been a slave so many times. I've been a slave to booze and vaginas, to poverty and the streets. I've been a slave to opiates and poetry brutality and love.
I've been a slave to the flesh and my addictions, good intentions galore. I've been a slave to beauty and hatred, passion and desire the flame and the fiery dance with death. I've been a slave to the crowd and the pedestal the morning glory women, and their spells. I've been a slave on the slow ride to hell.
So for the last time, I'm done with slavery. Go find a new c**k to control. This rooster is going back to the barnyard, chase the horses and hens. I promise I will crow at the freedom-soaked dawn.
Check out my book, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems on Amazon.com
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Addictions are not someting we have a lot of control over and many people just don't get up to fight another day, they give in simply because they have become lost in it all.
I admire anyone who can kick an addictive habit, let alone several and be man enough to admit they had taken control back ....
If you are a slave in the external sense, maybe an emancipator will come to your assistance. But the kinds of slaveries mentioned are of the internal type, where in the final analysis, you have to be your own emancipator. It ain't easy.
Poetry feels like an opiate sometimes...we need that fix to write us into the next day...
survival by pen.
This is wicked good, Thomas,
I read you and some others on this site...and I want to throw my keboard in the trash.
Wonderful stuff.
j.
Addictions are not someting we have a lot of control over and many people just don't get up to fight another day, they give in simply because they have become lost in it all.
I admire anyone who can kick an addictive habit, let alone several and be man enough to admit they had taken control back ....
Sometimes we choose to be slaves, I suppose it’s learning not to be a victim and be more assertive. I reckon our self esteem and confidence plays apart on whether we are rulers or slaves. Nice one Thomas
Thomas W. Case was born in Oxnard. He has published 3 volumes of poetry. The Bullfrog Dreams of Flying, Artichokes, Avocados, and Van Gogh, and Seedy Town Blues. He has won several poetry contests. Hi.. more..