Poetry Monday: Nowhere to Go

I don’t want to go home,
So, I wander to nowhere;
Sweaty and tired,
Thinking of one thing.
I don’t want to be anywhere
Because I’m afraid I’m not wanted.
And the more I think
The more I want to go to one place.
I can’t go there;
Not without permission.
So, I wander,
Sweaty and tired,
To be anywhere but home.

From the poetry collection Men Are Garbage.

Throwback Thursday Poetry: Turn Away

i do not care
what you have to say
i’m going to turn
and walk away
this bitter life
has done enough to me
it’s been so long
since i was happy

my heart is cold
from my younger days
i see your troubles
and turn away
life is harsh
as i’ve seen
no more can i
care for thee

it’s over now
as they say
i can do nothing
but run away
nothing’s done
as it seems
i just wish
this was all a dream

Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.