the lesser of two evils

my angry words
will go unheard

my questions about truth,
morals and justice will
be avoided yet again
and i have this sick feeling
that my fears will be
answered come
election day

for somehow the masses
of this society don't
understand that a vote
for the lesser of two evils
is still a vote for evil

i suppose then how all
these "radical" people and
nations view us isn't that
far off base either

morning paper

i wait for
death like
an insomniac
waits for the

it can never
get here

summing up my life

i live every day
like i wish it
was my last

if that doesn't sum up
my twenty-eight years
of existence

nothing ever will

the inevitable failure

i used to hit the bars and clubs
in my younger days

i would always be the creepy
fucker up against the wall
smoking and drinking and staring

sure to leave empty handed
by the end of the night

i left that scene a few years ago

once i found myself comfortable
with seeking the inevitable failure
from the comfort of my own home

where the drinks are much cheaper

J.J. Campbell (b. 1976) lives, writes and dies a little each day in the state
of Ohio. He's widely published in the small press, most recently in Spent
Meat, Zygote In My Coffee, Fearless, Open Wide Magazine and Unlikely Stories.
J.J. also has been included in a number of chapbooks, anthologies and a spoken
word project. You can contact him via email at jcampb4593@aol.com

2005 Underground Voices