clear

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

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

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