the evil smile
listless
longing
stuck deep in the
void
this silly notion we
are supposed to age
with grace
if we all know the
good die young where
does that leave the
rest of us
trapped in the waiting
rooms of the world
thumb wrestling with
ourselves
plotting the destruction
of a world that has
passed us by
i saw a kid on television
the other night say
embrace change or
get out of the way
i laughed and thought
about the growing
number of us thinking
about the third option
destroy
enjoy that evil smile
before the ground
swallows it up
someone out there surely must love me
inching closer
to the death that
would surprise
no one and slowly
realizing that my
ego has lied to
me
sitting for hours
waiting for the
phone to ring
while telling all
the bottles in the
house that someone
out there surely
must love me is
the easiest way
to drive yourself
insane
but it is a good
method to creep
the fuck out of
some telemarketers
sadly, only the
men fresh out
of prison want
to play along
can't find the remote
one bullet
through the
television
someone
has had
enough
of the
evening
news
J.J. Campbell (1976 - ?) lives and writes in Ohio. He's been widely
published over the years, most recently at Pink Litter, The Camel
Saloon, Pyrokinection, Midnight on the Stroll Poetry Contest, and Zygote in My Coffee. His latest book, Sofisticated White Trash, is available wherever people buy books these days. You can find J.J. most days on his blog, evil delights. (http://evildelights.blogspot.
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