Wednesday, January 08, 2020

still empty

still empty
nothing gonna fill it up
stay busy 
red wine in your coffee cup
dog mom in a business suit
fuck boy ripped, rich and rude
look busy
power class and a squatter ass
why your hands shake
why you lie awake
vegan cake and an adderall
take no shit 
walking tall
you look like shit 
why you feel so small
you know what up
valium in your bath tub 
begin again 
still empty
he not gonna fill it up
still empty
she not gonna fill it up
why your body shake
why your friends so fake
credit card, magic wand
get something nice for the front lawn
soul ache from dusk till dawn
desperate prayer to the great beyond
what you hustling for already gone


SC said...

What an Adderall world we live in!!! This captures the zeitgeist of our time. 2020 is going to be a very, very productive year for you. HP, welcome back into the fold. Polish up those pixels, we got a poetry blog to unite the world. Nice job, indeed.

Brother Ollie said...

back at it

Pondering the poems with a juice glass of whiskey.

this one does indeed nail down our current climate - all kinds a drugs out there.

richard said...

yes, pondering poems, but, alas, I must pass on the whiskey.