Show Poem: Let’s see how it feels To feel good for a while… June 27 / Brooklyn, NY /Shea Stadium #SchwervonPoetry

Schwervon!

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The nightmare comes after the dream
And then the dream returns

Hop on hop off
No amount of rain
Can wash away this filth
The filth of millions of friends
And millions of dogs of friends
And tens of millions of dogs of friends shits

Bathing at the bottom of the well
A single orange balloon
Tied to my wrist

Tight rope walker
Stretching across the sky
Home is where you hang

A beautiful black bird
Feasts upon something dead
By the side of the road

Coming up for air
Your ad here
Let’s ride this rainbow
Into a positive millennium
Breakup sex marriage

Let’s see how it feels
To feel good for a while
Let’s feel more
More than a feeling
There is no divot replacing
There are moles in one
There are no holes
no right time weong time
There is only somewhere else
And that’s not…

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You might just make it after all.


You might just make it after all.

You just might make it after all.

You might make just after it all.

You all just might make it after.

You make it just after all might.

You after all just might make it.

You make might just after it all.

You just might all make it after.

You all might just make it after.

You after all might just make it.

Touching it doesn’t  Give you power… Saturday / January 10, 2015 #SchwervonPoetry

Taking a day off today. Two Schwervon! shows in two days. Here’s yesterdays second consecutive show poem.

Schwervon!


Eyes on the wall
Shooting your mouth

Touching it doesn’t
Give you power
It feeds the fear

I know you want to touch it
But It messes up the painting
For everyone else

It took me years
To imagine myself as cool
Without a cigarette

Walking the stairs
Tasting the gun
Don’t worry
Forgetting the perfect lines
Are just  steps in the right direction

The movies aren’t Even close

The entertainment
Inside the thunderdome
Has a rating scale
All it’s own

Also
Stop caring about all the lying
Everybody lies
They’re like leaves

It’s more important to not eat donuts

Truth or Dare is a game you
Play in Middle school

Propaganda
Is not boot camp for adulthood

Fucking well is only fifteen percent
of your happiness

Most of us live in blankets and sheets
On a cold day
We mistake them our wings

Sometimes
So cold, we can almost…

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Why is it better Over there

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Let me try to tell you
Why is it better
Over there

Unless it’s keeping you
From killing
Unless it’s keeping you from
From hate

Turn off the damn TV
Then turn it off again
And again
Again

Make it like shitting
3 times a day
One half hour
After every meal
turn it off
Then
turn

Study the fuck up
Call people

The clouds are not butter
Investigate the deaths

Argue with the ones who
Say music is all about guts
Fight with the ones
Who say it is all math

Lightning is important
It’s not everything

Wear your bruises
Honor your soft knuckles
Rehearse for the interview
Your brain is the trophy
Its not scrambled eggs

It’s beautiful
alive

Repeat steps
Don’t stop

Journey the lifetimes
between it’s and it is

It’s worth more than a cheap suit
and an old junkie’s approval

Rant my love
Rant until there is nothing left
Secret, there never is

It’s worth more
Than an expensive suit

Read, read read then
Listen to the face

Maybe I am wrong

Move
Find out