Bacon On A Juke Box

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

taken from my book, "If It Doesn't Compromise The Chicken"

Bacon On A Juke Box


Some one said "they smoked some crack

__in" my "old fashion

Played" my "exe

__that daddy bought" me

Well, I hope they died of over dosing

__little voices in the world

Shut the Hell up, unless they did

Hints of images I cannot imagine

Some one with a camera

__all naked porn making sluts

I hope to God they are pregnant, if

They really did

And they cannot do a thing

__but quit their job of

____fucking and fucking

And have to suffer parenthood

But knowing hos

__they had an abortion

____just in spite

______of what we fight for

And that erks me so

A list of names of women I've loved

I cannot find

I was gonna add number 75

But how can I?

There is a tree falling

Inside my mind

And making a Hell of a splash

With water all around

There's almost nobody at home right now

Well, at least to me

In my own world

__the system's up

____and running loud

Pen in hand

Homework tomorrow

Or later on in the week

Geek like me

I tip the streets whenever I can

Us starving artists have it hard

A barrel of cannons fire and shot

Into a fantasy of times

Never held without life


Maybe in some other year

Maybe the fields of the snow

Are still

__coming and coming

And melting

__just like snow has to do

When the wheels keep spinning

And highways make room

__for nobody but me

I'm only getting lost

But I'm still crouching down

On my bed with a book, jotting down

Can I level out?

Will my mind up and explode?

Fired up for a while


09-02-'12 #5

D. L. Cannon

Submitted: September 03, 2012

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