clear
These days it’s so clear to me
As the whores of the past flush my life down a toilet.
Oh yes it’s these days
When long gone friends came back to show me the stairway.
With an friendly cold smile the bring it all together so I can see.
Every day we are burning.
We go shopping and we burn,
we work in stupid jobs and we burn,
we feed our kids and dogs and women’s and still, we burn.
We burn until the end of our personal hallway.
Now as the dark crow sits on my memories I begin to wonder,
why the luck always slips away when moments getting stabile?
The reason is that luck has to share allot of it self on the golfyard.
No time for Loser with pencildicks.
No time for cheep and ugly Bitches.
Oh yes, these days it’s so clear to me.
© john Erwiss
Jan 26, 2010
Initial hellos
Initial hellos
I am a psychopath.
Rather i brush my teeth or a take a shit.
When i get to lunch or fake a promise.
An absolute officialy certified lunatic.
I do float.
Easy moving on the shocked peoples voice.
This works, since i stardet being callous.
I drink very often.
Than i take a look out the window,
shake my head a tiny bit around and
when outside gets unreal i`m on my way.
I will unlatch.
Licking everybodys childhood minge.
Going to cull poems from you`re pale fear.
I am sic.
Got badly infected with soul influenza.
Coughing and smoking through the circus.
Heavy steps from kafka-tired feet.
But first things first.
I am,
John
© John erwiss
I am a psychopath.
Rather i brush my teeth or a take a shit.
When i get to lunch or fake a promise.
An absolute officialy certified lunatic.
I do float.
Easy moving on the shocked peoples voice.
This works, since i stardet being callous.
I drink very often.
Than i take a look out the window,
shake my head a tiny bit around and
when outside gets unreal i`m on my way.
I will unlatch.
Licking everybodys childhood minge.
Going to cull poems from you`re pale fear.
I am sic.
Got badly infected with soul influenza.
Coughing and smoking through the circus.
Heavy steps from kafka-tired feet.
But first things first.
I am,
John
© John erwiss
Jan 25, 2010
From the Scrub
First of all i have to thank Uldo for giving me this opportunity. As long as i know him from other webplaces he allways has been a honest critic and mate. So now as this sounds allready like an academy award winning speach i will introduce my self a litlle:
I am writing since i`m 16 years old.
Through madness of Life i am a born piece of human residual value.
I never got warmhearted with humankind an its rules.
I`m a drinker, smoker and unskilled worker.
Thats pretty much it for now.
Try my best to keep the poems coming and
sorry for my bad english, im a Kraut.
I am writing since i`m 16 years old.
Through madness of Life i am a born piece of human residual value.
I never got warmhearted with humankind an its rules.
I`m a drinker, smoker and unskilled worker.
Thats pretty much it for now.
Try my best to keep the poems coming and
sorry for my bad english, im a Kraut.
Jan 23, 2010
Barfly, Charles Bukowski...
...and soon John Erwiss and friend of mine who has made quite an astonishing development as a writer. Interesting enough he usually writes in german but has started years ago to express his work in english as well. Thats why we have decided to feature him here and at uldoposch.de as well...
Similarities you may find with Charles Bukowski´s "Barfly" are not that obvious as you may think. John Erwiss has his own voice, his own character and a life full of experiences most people would consider to be exceptional. But his strong language partially nestled beneath the belt is often shocking and too strong for some. His work reflects a lot of his own traumatas in life we all are going through. The beautiful outcome over the years through his true expression by writing has helped him to go the extra mile of life. "When Buddha stole my shoes" is the current project he is working on and hopefully we get to see an extract of this book project. Besides that and foremost we will display here his peotry written in english.
Leave a comment if you like and have fun reading poetry from John Erwiss!
Similarities you may find with Charles Bukowski´s "Barfly" are not that obvious as you may think. John Erwiss has his own voice, his own character and a life full of experiences most people would consider to be exceptional. But his strong language partially nestled beneath the belt is often shocking and too strong for some. His work reflects a lot of his own traumatas in life we all are going through. The beautiful outcome over the years through his true expression by writing has helped him to go the extra mile of life. "When Buddha stole my shoes" is the current project he is working on and hopefully we get to see an extract of this book project. Besides that and foremost we will display here his peotry written in english.
Leave a comment if you like and have fun reading poetry from John Erwiss!
Jan 22, 2010
The biggest bang yet
Here is my take on one of the most frequent asked question how life has started folks...forget Charles Darwins big theory on evolotiun and lets get back to the GOD hinself and don´t worry... hey its satire and if you look around maybe its getting clearer to you too that something has gone wrong badly with mankind....
...so one day in the outer universe
It happened suddenly in space
when a big bang took place
cause GOD left a fart
and designed mankind
into a form of art....
to be continued....
...so one day in the outer universe
It happened suddenly in space
when a big bang took place
cause GOD left a fart
and designed mankind
into a form of art....
to be continued....
Welcome...
For more than 6 years now I am publishing under my pseudonym at http://www.uldoposch.de/ poetry, short-stories, bulletins, artwork and more creative stuff. I have received a bunch of funny and very touching emails from you my friends about the question when finally the new website will be ready - and here I am back again with new stuff, mp3-material, new concepts, new talents, new poems, short stories and so much more like Illustrations, cartoons, comics exclusively presented at uldoposch.de by the American artist "Scratch", so back at you my dear community of fans, artists and all others who wrote me so nicely, Thank you so much for your encouragement.
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