J.J. Campbell- Three Poems

regret always finds a way

i close my eyes

and can still

see you slowly

dropping your

panties as i

finish off a

glass of wine

on this rainy

night in my

bed alone

regret always

finds a way

to tap you on

the shoulder

and remind

you that some

mistakes will

never be

forgotten

the wine has

turned into

whiskey

soon i'll

convince

myself that

it is ok to

die alone

 

 

 

there is no point

racing the

demons of

sadness to

see who

can get to

the bottom

of this bottle

the quickest

there is no

point to

winning 

this race

the object 

is to simply

not be able 

to

remember

the why,

the reason

the anything

and trust me

if i could erase

more than just

a few hours

i absolutely

would

 

 

 

tears in a lonely place

i always

wanted to

be able to

laugh all

my worries

and fears

away

but all the

attempts

to laugh

ended up

as tears in

a lonely

place

wrapped

up like

a little

ball

ready to

be kicked

once again

it was

years

before i

gained the

courage to

stand up

for myself

too bad i

waited

until the

world had

already 

passed

me by

 

 

 

bio

J.J. Campbell (1976 - ?) lives and writes on a farm in Ohio. He's been widely published over the years, most recently at The Camel Saloon, Pink Litter, Pyrokinection, ZYX, and Nerve Cowboy. Check out his YouTube channel for the latest videos for poems from his book, Sofisticated White Trash. You can find the book wherever you happen to buy books these days. You can find him most days bitching about something only he cares about on his blog, evil delights. (http://evildelights.blogspot.com)