UNDERGROUND VOICES: POETRY

J.J. CAMPBELL

Uncomfortable Pause

i look at all
these scars
on my hands
and think of
them as
souvenirs

of course
some smart
ass could
look at them
and ask if i
was scared
to go for
the wrist

and i
would
laugh

and after an
uncomfortable
pause or
two

i'd look
that smart
ass directly
in the eyes
and say

there's
still time


junkies of death

fading screams

lost in the shallow
flickers of light
creeping through
a thick fog

we were great at
this

this being whatever
you need this to be

frustration mounts

the words don't
seem to fit

broken glass
ripped up pages

broken egos scattered
on an old dusty floor

sweep them up with
the rest of the filth

trash will be picked
up tomorrow

the rightful resting
place for all of us

us being this collective
mass of bullshit artists,
con men, junkies of
death

hoping to escape the
consequences of time


J.J. Campbell (b. 1976) lives, writes but mostly dies a little each day on an 80 acre farm in Brookville, Ohio. He's been widely published in the small press, most recently at Zygote in My Coffee, Chiron Review, Horror Sleaze and Trash, ZYX and Poiesis. His most recent chapbook, Suicide Porn, was published by Interior Noise Press. You can contact J.J. at jcampb4593@aol.com or his homepage: http://sites.google.com/site/losersincsite/







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