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Poetry Monday: Lookin’ for a Deep Hole at the End of the World

You know I watched the world
Burnin’ right before my eyes
It didn’t take much
Just a little light
No one knew what to do
But to stand and stare
Nothin’ worth fightin’ for
When the world is dyin’

Well you can pick a fight
Or you can live in peace
Nothin’ really matters
When your life is cheap
Alone and cold
Starvin’ for sleep
One foot in the grave
And the other’s breakin’

Find me a hole
To bury me deep
I never liked
It here anyway

You know I watched the world
Burnin’ right before my eyes
Nothin’ really matters
When your life is cheap
No one knew what to do
But stand and stare
Alone and cold
Starvin’ for sleep

Find me a hole
To bury me deep
I never liked
It here anyway

From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.

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Throwback Thursday Poetry: Loki the Clown

laughter, laughter all around
for you see i am a clown
the make-up, the hat, i’m loved by the crowd

the crowd disperses, i exit to my chambers
the creature within now becomes angered
the satisfaction of slaughter shall be savored

you laugh at me now, you laughed at me then
it’s your demise that now begins
in my presence all have sinned

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