...so I decided to f around on the computer between beers.
Found this site through a few misguided clicks, and here I am.
Been banging around the pits and bars for quite a while, and to keep myself sane, I knock around with a pen and scratch out punk poetry when the lightning strikes.
one to introduce myself:
What do you believe?
What gets you through jet black days
and starless nights?
What quiets your fears when
chaos rages in your ears
and drowns out your world?
Will you put your fate in the hands of a god
you’ve never met,
and cross your fingers as you take your last breath,
hoping you’ve made the right choice?
Not me baby.
Ice cold beers will quench my fiery demons,
and a white hot piece of ass
will warm me on death’s bed.
I will walk my crooked path
strong and unafraid,
knowing that the weakest souls
and strongest structures will all
return to earth.
I will join them one day,
but if you are reading these words,
I will not be