Three Poems from J.J. Campbell

how these cycles actually work

i think the children
of today actually
believe they are
above being
abused

that's the joy of
not understanding
how these cycles
actually work

if they were actually
working to eliminate
the abuse

i'd be all for their
high and mighty
stance

but like so many
generations before

it's easier to sweep
under a rug than
make a statement
on national television



i like to finish ever job

i'm in the process
of drinking myself
to death

the latest lab results
show some damage
to the liver

but all my other
numbers look
good

so, there's still
work to do



warping my little mind

darkness

the only time
i felt like i was
alive

the bright colors
warping my little
mind

i took acid one
night and saw
a woman that
looked like jesus
laugh at me for
thinking any of
this was real

her serpent like
tongue licked
me like a lost
dog

i know i wasn't
high enough

i could remember
our dog eating its
own shit

J.J. Campbell (1976-?} is a dying flower wilting away in the suburbs of Ohio.  He's been widely published over the years, most recently at Midnight Lane Boutique, Synchronized Chaos, Duane's PoeTree, Yellow Mama and Horror Sleaze Trash.  You can find him most days on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights.  http://evildelights.blogspot.com