J.J. Campbell- Three Poems

the last gasps of sunshine

wrap your finger

around these paisley

daydreams

an old saxophone

in the last gasps

of sunshine

the cold embrace

of a former lover

all evil

intentions

are saved for

another time

another place

another crease

in this imperfect

world

pick up your

machine gun

and prove you

are a man

conquer the old

souls with love

and the new ones

with technology

and never forget

three simple chords

the whole fucking 

world can change

with just three

simple chords

 

 

especially when children are around

swimming

in the

fountains

looking

for enough

quarters to

buy a meal

the police

tend to

frown upon

this inside

of the

shopping

mall

especially

when children

are around

and all you

are wearing

is a fanny

pack

you refuse to

get out of the

water until

the cameras

arrive

your fifteen

minutes are

just about to

begin

 

 

growing old is not for sissies

pouring rain

outside and

these old bones

of mine ache

beyond belief

my mother

always said

that growing

old is not for

sissies

she never did

say what to do

once the pills

stop working

i roll an empty

bottle of liquor

on the floor

figure i might

as well start to

look for bullets

 

 

J.J. Campbell is old enough to know better. He's been widely published over the years. He spends most of his days watching sports, enjoying porn and writing his blog, evil delights. (http://evildelights.blogspot.com)