Low End Poetry

I'm in a state of confusionI've come to the conclusionA fool must have fed meThe root and this is the truthThe hanged man's bloodHis semen, his fat...

A little romance A sweet advance I can't be mad with you When you stop by With the best of lines When you say When you ask Is anyone taking  care o...

There's a bunch of queensWalking, laughing Like they own the streetLooking down at a homeless manWho's finally fallen asleep After a night in the r...

For when I amNo longer hereStanding with The watcher's eyeJust remember tocontinue the fight For what's rightfor Love, for Us allThen have it in Yo...

The other nightSomeone asked meWhere I am fromWhere I am atI quickly texted backI am in a paralyzed Paradise Where truths areCrystallized, crackedA...

Vero Dio o falso Dio?Chi sei tu? Chi sono io?Mi domando, ti domandiVetro vero o falsi diamanti?Cerco una rispostanel passato e nel futuroAnche se o...

I'm not a poet Or a writerI'm not a dancerOr a necromancerI am not a musicianOr an estheticianNot really blessed One way or the otherSome address m...

Mice droppingsRats crossingsSpiders fallingMoths dancingMillepedes and beetlesAmong ants and used needlesOn the walls mold is formingOn the floor m...

Boots on the groundIn the mud and in the sandOn gravel and paved roadsIn foreign trenchesAnd on American lawnsWith white picket fencesHigh up on po...

The Irish from the CapeBrought his tools witha big roll of electric tapeHe's so skilled and ableJacket off quick On top of my tableOh, He's so read...

Trapped between the false and the obscenewith thoughts No longer sereneSteadfastI walk back and forthAbove the ballastI must not falter and findThe...

It was late last nightWhen suddenly I heard a loud soundLike a crack in the skyI said to myselfI think it's going to be OKWhatever it isIt will soo...