Tag: Poetry

For Abby: Part Two by James Landrith respect – the first thing we spoke of – yours for me you scared me confused me amazed me Did you ever get […]

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For Abby: Part One by James Landrith Some roads only lead one way Away Goodbye Abby Copyright © 1991 James A. Landrith, Jr. All rights reserved. {mos_sb_discuss:7}

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Personal For Sam I Am by James Landrith Dry A new word to you What’s it like to be able to see again? The world is fucked Congratulations You aren’t […]

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Barracks Rat by James Landrith lukewarm soup Amy, Emily and a god awful need to fuck the world consume me consume me consume me (Fall 1991 – Camp Lejeune, NC) […]

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PIGS (Animal Farm 1991) by James Landrith Pigs fuckin’ pigs fascist with a pistol ‘cuz he has no dick fascist with a pistol just another social prick Pigs fuckin’ pigs […]

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Just Another Greenwich Village Fantasy by James Landrith you say coffeehouse philosopher I say fuck you What do you know of passion? Pain? Joy? Reality? I know what you know. […]

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The Mutant Beat of ’91 by James Landrith Here we are, trying to be Kerouac and Ginsberg. yeah. right. Here we are two hacks who’ve taken up cynicism and pessimism […]

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Daryl’s Song by James Landrith In your search for nirvana, just close your mind. You will be surprised by what you don’t find. (08 September 1991 – Club Rumours, Jacksonville, […]

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TWTEAW by James Landrith the value of gold compared to your soul is so small if measurable at all but the blindness of greed versus the ability to feed and […]

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For Penny by James Landrith Write one for me, you said. Write one for me. My poems happen. I don’t write for people nothing is written but you wouldn’t know […]

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