have a nice life

eloquentpieces:

have a nice life
don’t let me stop you
you were always
full of life
everyone laughed
I wish it was contagious.

have a nice life
tell mom i loved her
tell dad i hated him
tell yourself you
were my everything.

have a nice life
try to
even though i couldn’t.
Hearts break
or turn to lead
in this mad world.

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folly bombs

eloquentpieces:

When talking to boys,
I wanna fling myself off a bridge.
It’s just too quiet
and too bland.

But with you
I am in war
standing in the line of fire
shots firing
grenades exploding
screams echoing
flak raining down on me

and I don’t wanna run for cover.

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burgundy blues

eloquentpieces:

He’s standing on the corner
handing out small packages
to addicts
and kids alike.
A poised Ponzi scheme
selling everyone dreams.

She’s standing on the corner
giving out small frenzies
to nymphos
and men alike.
A coaxing amenity
to oust your frustrations.

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gambler’s anthem

eloquentpieces:

We flew to Las Vegas
and Atlantic City
a lot in our gambler years.
Walked down the Strip
or Borgata
bathed in city lights
pumped up on drinks.

Lester got snatched
for counting cards,
Derrick went away,
drunk driving,
we don’t care
we just keep drinking
and keep losing.

Practicing poker faces
at the table
makes it easier
to lie to our wives.

And we don’t talk about our kids
while at the tables
or in the bar.
College funds gambled away
or spent on prostitutes.
We know we’re
letting them down.

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lunar park

eloquentpieces:

Los Angeles
Griffith Park,
June 2009,
we got out of our concrete cage
and into the untamed wild.

We tried to escape the amber streetlights
because they polluted the sky;
twinkling stars
winking aeroplanes and
startling skylines
covered in the midnight blue.
I walked with you,
in lockstep,
we avoided the cracks
in the pavement.

We found a quiet place,
just you and I,
the sky cleared
and I didn’t want to blow my cigarette palls
into the sky
as I feared
they would block your view.

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roll the credits

eloquentpieces:

life’s such a film
independent b movie
badly written
poorly edited
dialogue all too real.

co-starring me and
I am the producer
director
script writer
cameraman
and I plug it
to every Fallon out there.

and … scene
after his struggles,
the main character filters out
not in a blaze of glory
but noose in hand
rat poison and
Johnnie Walker on his breath.
He didn’t want to end up like his mom
but look at him now.

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love boulevard

eloquentpieces:

strolling down a boulevard
on my own
pavement neatly cleaned
everything looks shitty.

music playing
from an apartment above
some ’60s rock band
I forgot the name.
it takes me back
to when I was with you
in Pasadena.
We ate ice cream and made love
before it went awry.

wrong decisions, hasty words, and love adrift
blaring out an apartment window.

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