Poetry from J.J. Campbell

Author J.J. Campbell
Author J.J. Campbell

J.J. Campbell (1976 – ?)
was raised by wolves yet managed to graduate high school with honors. He’s been widely published over the years, most recently at The Scum Gentry, Horror Sleaze Trash, Cajun Mutt Press, Raw Dog Press and Misfit Magazine. You can find him most days on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights. (https://evildelights.blogspot.com)

in the next life 
she had a beauty
that would hit you
like a truck driven
by a drunk driver 

she could simply look at you
and your first reaction would be to melt

i asked her once if she would marry me 
she chuckled until
she noticed i was
serious she apologized and said she
would give it more thought
in the next life 

i walked away knowing
i would never be a lucky soul

buried in their phones 

they try to wheel out the dead ones
without alarming the other patients
in the waiting room
 most people have their faces buried in their phones 
and they wonder why crime is so damn easy these days

this virus going around 

got kicked out of a waiting area
because of this virus going around 
was told to go wait in the car 
everyone in the place had masks on 
modern day robbers i suppose

a small dog 

my mother wants to get a small dog 
i laughed and said as long as it comes with batteries,
sure she didn’t find that funny 

i asked her who will walk the dog
and bend over and pick up the shit 
she said you could do that 
i pointed to the ice on my back
and reminded her any chances of that happening
moved on years ago

to iron maiden songs 

you could smell
the hairspray from forty feet away 
she’s the type of woman that fucks to iron maiden songs 
expects your tongue to find her asshole
on a nightly basis

all this while she wants you
to ignore that the guy down the street
has the same deal 
he’s fifteen years younger
and you do understand

1 thought on “Poetry from J.J. Campbell

  1. Nice! I particularly enjoyed “small dog”. Chronic illness/pain sucks.

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