I know I haven’t posted in over 2 years. So many things have happened since then. Streaming on Twitch has been a start-and-stop process. I did end up getting a job for a while. I almost got off of Social Security when the Covid-19 pandemic broke. I no longer have that job and life as I knew it has dramatically changed. I have not left my apartment since March 23rd.
I have decided to start writing poetry again and utilize this space for it. I am going to release a poem daily Monday Through Friday. No attachments to outcomes, just writing.
Drinking alone is still better than alone
Streetlights,
A choir of a life we’re owed.
But he is unrepentant
Still staggered, a haggard priest.
Preaches a gospel of barfights.
He barely keeps himself upright.
Tonight’s a revival for the good ole’ pain
The scent of ammonia is the only thing that sings.
To sleep
Brings only the ache
Of nails in palms and the reminder that you couldn’t hang in
Just for one night.
The only empty tomb is the regrets.
Failure enough
To keep the dead living.
She was the first to witness you weren’t tough