Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Authentic Man

Fuck You!
The greeting of the authentic man.
Come drunk to my AA meetings and coach me,
I need an exit to this nihilism,
perhaps its between your legs?
You search for authentic man.
I am he. No self-esteem and hate for life.
Beaten, battered, at the bottom rock,
you can coach me from this shell?
You realized too late.
I gave my love to another.
Brown leaves and broken blooded glass,
She dances with promises of Thugs
And promises me all.
Fuck You!


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A short poem to honor a friend honoring a friend.


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