J.J. Campbell

laughing on the cross

another empty bottle
for the pile in the corner

happiness is a language
i never learned how to
speak

and society has no place
for those of us who refuse
to be fake or play along
with rules we don’t like

if i drink enough, i see
jesus laughing on the
cross

a beautiful woman stuffs
her panties in my mouth
and i go to bed with
something resembling
a better tomorrow

i’ll wake up alone

by choice

another lie i have come
to grips with

i took their advice and
tried to create my own
luck

but that’s like sending a
monk into a crack house
and wishing him the best
without giving him a few
pointers on how to make
it out alive

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