Current Mood:
F%@k It!
It’s been a while since I wrote anything meaningful. This is my first attempt in a long time to put together words in a way that evoke some kind of emotion other than pity on me for being such a bad writer. This is something I started a while ago… the theme of which I sort of picked out of mid-air… certainly not autobiographical or anything.
It might turn into something else at some point, but for now, I think it’s not too horrible. Not sure of a title, but perhaps “Supernova Gone Dark” is apt.
So here it is… no meter, no specific rhyme scheme. Could turn itself into song or a short story pretty well, I think.
Rolled out of bed, popped the cap off of a warm bottle of cheap-ass beer
Fridge has been broken since the days when it mattered more
Three more beers and then a quick drag on a half-burnt cigarette
That’s all I need and maybe I’ll make it through this goddamn dayIt’s noon, gas station food boxes the urge for something harder than beer
Drag my sorry ass to the line, searching for a job or a handout or just someone to hear
Anything will do, anything that helps me get by and makes this mess a little more clearIs there a spot in this place for a thirty watt sun?
Bright as a fizzling star can be
Happy as this poor boy can see
Is there a place in this town for a thirty watt sun?
