Easily, you brand me - why? Because all you see is me Giving in to instincts like some filthy animal. No credit given where credit is due, Who the hell are you to sentence me to Hell? Well, I guess you're someone who knows, right? Guilty of the same sin of wiring, how inspiring that you're willing To claim yourself superior Because you're perfectly unhappy hiding your interior wants and wishes. Walk away before I get vicious - I'm just a mindless mongrel anyways, right? That's all it could be, So very fucking easy for you to see, Easy for you to know exactly how I got here. You don't know the Hell I've put myself through. The pain I've offered up in penance; the sacrifice, the self restriction because I wanted to paint it as an addiction I could get over with just a little self control. I gave up what I knew was worth everything For something in my fucking head. In your fucking head. In my heart, All of it is bound in regret. I never said what I should've Repeated As a daily prayer to someone A lot more pure Than the men I was raised to bow before. Easy? Easy you say - why? Because it was oh so easy for you?
Tag: Jessie Gutierrez
What Are Rights? Rebuttal AKA Your Vacuum Missed a Spot to the Right
Dear Stevie,
I’m a big fan of the late great George Carlin, too, although you definitely got into his stand up way earlier in life than I did. I would estimate that I didn’t know who he was until high school, perhaps only really watching and enjoying his act somewhere in my earlier twenties. I’ll freely admit it: he stands tall amongst my heroes, joined by fellow charismatic storytellers like Kurt Vonnegut and Joss Whedon, so I’m a little butthurt at your deconstructing his wisdom. Continue reading “What Are Rights? Rebuttal AKA Your Vacuum Missed a Spot to the Right”
Literary Inspiration – Free Verse- JG
Direction
No more time to waste; No more excuses to wait.
Overburdened by possessions, useless and extra,
Remove all these trappings of greed hidden beneath
The labels of ‘civilization’ and what society deems one needs,
Heed the call of the wild: lose your inclination for monotonous security. Continue reading “Literary Inspiration – Free Verse- JG”
Literary Inspiration Mixtape: My Top Ten
Many moons ago, this site was born of a continuous exchange of poetry and mix CDs. Last night in the wee hours of the morning, I realized that I missed one fundamental aspect of that beginning – the music. And thus I have decided to do a mix list for you folks in line with December’s Theme. Continue reading “Literary Inspiration Mixtape: My Top Ten”
Misplaced Missive # 89: Cross
Crucifix nailed above the door frame:
Judging from on high, up high, Continue reading “Misplaced Missive # 89: Cross”
Concept Art – Poorly Educated but Well Read
Subtitled: “too poor to be classically educated and dwelling on it the more that I read”
OR “my education is so porous, I could fill a red well”
Occasionally I like my subtitles better than my title and get sidetracked in interestingly irrelevant ways.
On to the discussion! Continue reading “Concept Art – Poorly Educated but Well Read”
Misplaced Missive #157 – Real Love
Told with the fondness of nostalgia,
I grew up with the same few stories,
Like prized childhood memories
Of times considered better.
Where violence was common,
And insults became funny after time.
Because when you’re that young,
Everything seems worse than it was. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #157 – Real Love”
December’s Theme – I’m Late, I’m Late, For A Very Important Date….
Aren’t these theme posts supposed to be published on the first of the month? Yes, yes they are.
Are they always? Almost never. Whoops. Continue reading “December’s Theme – I’m Late, I’m Late, For A Very Important Date….”
Misplaced Missive #5: Lost At Sea
Patience that knows no shore,
Washes into a sea of restless waiting for
Effort to come to fruition.
Pleading for permission.
I’m begging you: release me from this prison
Of blind high dives and titanic lies.
Water, water everywhere
And not a drop to drink Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #5: Lost At Sea”
Misplaced Missive #82. Rant
Have you ever read a book with such a strange and convoluted theme, that you carried it around with you long after you physically set it down? A lot of Chuck Palahnuik’s books are like that but in this instance I’m specifically referencing Rant, also the name of the following poem: Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #82. Rant”
Evening Satellite Publishing 