J.J. Campbell

all part of the plan

burning the candle at both ends again

those that don’t know me are worried

they don’t understand how the madness
the chaos, the apparent disorder is all 
part of the plan

how the wax from the candle burns 
the chest and that smell is called 
desire

how the voices create a symphony
all i have to do is put the words 
on the page

battling arthritis

depression

endless amounts of pain

a failing liver

and a liquor cabinet that doesn’t
pay for itself

i know this isn’t the lifestyle of 
someone who wants to live forever

i never set my sights that far

week by week has been most 
of my adult life

never had the money to think 
about two or three years ahead

and trust me

scribbling down words at three 
in the morning is proof that isn’t 
going to change anytime soon

2 thoughts on “J.J. Campbell

  1. Topnotch! This is one of your best pieces I’ve had the privilege of reading to date. I always enjoy your poems, but this one stands out like a — to paraphrase the man — tarantula on a slice of angel food.

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