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still hanging on by aging threads by J.J. Campbell

Posted in J.J. Campbell with tags on October 1, 2019 by Scot

 

another night spent
talking to myself

pretending this world
still has a place for me

all the right women
found some other
perfect man

now, i’m staring
death in the face

alone

remembering the child
that lost all hope by the
age of eight

thirty-five years later
still hanging on by
aging threads

but it’s on these nights
where the question for
what has no fucking
answer

i look in her eyes and
wonder why i could
never find the chance
to have one of those
moments a life is
built upon

i look at the shotgun
in the corner

and understand one of
these nights a neighbor
will be calling the police
for what they believe to
be fireworks

a better class of drugs by J.J. Campbell

Posted in J.J. Campbell with tags on August 24, 2019 by Scot

 

there’s this endless
madness inside of
me that never rests

i wouldn’t describe
it as insanity

unless of course,
that gets me a better
class of drugs

but i often wonder
when i close my eyes
each night

why do i even bother
to wake the following
morning

the grind isn’t worth
it

the squeeze isn’t
good enough

and the hope if random
nudity doesn’t excite
like it used to

the end is surely near

over half a century by J.J. Campbell

Posted in J.J. Campbell on May 13, 2019 by Scot
 
the good
die young
before i
know it
these bones
will have
over half
a century
of wear
and tear
on them
that should
remove any
thought of
being good
of course,
all these
stories
about
women
liking the
bad boys
seem to
be bullshit
as well

magically appear on the page by J.J. Campbell

Posted in J.J. Campbell with tags on April 1, 2019 by Scot

 

 

they think this
is easy

that all it takes is
a snap of the fingers
and the words just
magically appear
on the page

they don’t understand
the pain, the scars

the horrific memories
that make you cry

the fact there is
no joy

the rainbows fade
into a ghetto where
you saw a man shot
down on live television

Two Poems by J.J. Campbell

Posted in J.J. Campbell with tags on February 28, 2019 by Scot

crashing upon me once again

i remember sitting at
the top of my stairs
listening to some
sad fucking songs

i’m sure the end
of the world was
crashing upon me
once again

it was the last
good cry i ever
had

almost thirty
fucking years
ago

they beat it out
of me when i
was young

you would think
the adult years
would have been
better than this
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as long as we celebrate our ignorance

it’s easier to hate than love

harmony is some mystical
thought only meant for
songs

it’s easier to teach a child
to be racist than have them
learn long division

and as long as we celebrate
our ignorance

we will never mind the
chains around our necks

or the electronics around
our ankles

attack ad after attack ad

and don’t worry

the cycle for the next
election starts in just
a few weeks

and we wonder why elected
officials never get anything
done

and i’m supposed to give
my last few pennies to
someone who doesn’t
need them

i forget what book of
the bible told me i’m
required

in the pale moon light by J.J. Campbell

Posted in J.J. Campbell with tags on December 10, 2018 by Scot

an evening of
stilettos and
falsettos

demons laughing
in the pale moon
light

love dancing naked
while angels cry
the sweet loss of
any sense of reality

visions of an
old muse

laughing at what
misery you brought
into the world

her soft brown skin
in that hot summer
sun

there’s a lost beach
on the other side
of the world that
remembers that
evening

just four days before by J.J. Campbell

Posted in J.J. Campbell with tags on March 14, 2018 by Scot

they are closing
down the hospital
i was born in

that’s certainly
a way to make
me feel old

just four days
before another
birthday

they say it’s
to save money

instead of
saying the
truth

only the poor
use this hospital

and we’re not
in the business
of helping those
people