Poetry from J. J. Campbell

Poet J.J. Campbell
another sign of getting older
here comes a
sexy woman
in glasses
my knees
just got
is it love
or fucking
on the lonely nights
i still remember you
standing in front of
me in only a towel
you kissed me and
dropped the towel
on the floor
on the lonely nights
i think of you and
your family out
all the years of
what could have
the towel was
and i still remember
your sweet taste
slowly creeping along
as much as people
warned me that time
flies when i was
i'm stuck in the days
of it slowly creeping
i like to believe i can
bend time and slip in
and out of the creases
of existence
they don't make those
drugs anymore
welcome to this ugly world
if beauty is in
the eye of the
i imagine we
all need to have
our eyes checked
waiting room chairs
they don't make
waiting room
chairs for
someone with
a bad back
damn good thing
i enjoy the pain

J.J. Campbell (1976 – ?) is old enough to know better. He’s been widely published over the years, most recently at Horror Sleaze Trash, The Black Shamrock, The Beatnik Cowboy, The Rye Whiskey Review and Yellow Mama. You can find him most days on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights. (https://evildelights.blogspot.com)

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