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jack kerouac and charlie parker
had a dream jack
kerouac came up to
me and asked to speak
to charlie parker
the liquor must be
mixing with the pills
again
chaos in the streets
and white people are
starting to realize they
might have something
to do with this
my privilege got declined
and i’ve been a better
person ever since
and somedays the rain
gives way to sunshine
and other days
my pain gives way to
delusions of something
less than fucking grand
charlie gets on stage
and thanks jack for
the lovely gifts
he goes on to play for
three hours and kerouac
falls asleep under the table
charlie and i laugh, pick
him up and start drinking
some more
i’m sure this will be somewhere
in the notebooks one day
a summer in paris
it’s a cold moon on
a hot summer night
her soft brown skin
comfortable in your
arms
yet forever is so
damn far away
cherish the moment
ignore the fact bills
are due and she has
more expensive taste
than you can charge
to your accounts
her lips taste like
every dream you
had as a child
coming true
you remember a
homeless guy tell
you love was as
fleeting as good
cardboard
you always thought
he was just another
drunk
until she started
talking about a
summer in paris
and everything
she wanted to
see
a few detours never planned
the sweet smell of chaos
burns the night sky
blood drips from the last
full moon we may ever see
this isn’t the first time a gun
has been pointed at your skull
from suicide to dirty cops to
young wannabe thug drug
dealers
a life on the edge always has
a few detours never planned
you try to crack the mood
with a dirty joke
apparently, these fools don’t
enjoy laughing
with each loud bang
you wonder how much joy
they actually missed out on
J.J. Campbell (1976 – ?) is stuck in the suburbs, plotting his escape. He’s been widely published over the years, most recently at Synchronized Chaos, Horror Sleaze Trash, Cajun Mutt Press, The Beatnik Cowboy, and Jellyfish Whispers. You can find him most days on his mildly entertaining blog, Evil Delights.