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Santa doesn't visit this part of our town.
And the trees are bare, but not by Nature.
The Salvation Army band was run out of here...
seems the local locos didn't like the tunes.
No Silent Nights here...just gunfire and sirens
fill the night with their hellish, ear-splitting ruckus.
No Wassail Punch awaits the weary Yule traveler...
justy forties of rotgut brew and bottles of MadDog 20/20.
Kids don't get much in the way of gifts out here...
how can they think of Christmas Cheer with no food?
And adults only hope to survive this night of terror...
you hear not "HO-HO-HO," but more often "NO-NO-NO!"
This Devil's Playground can be in most any city zone...
and the shorties and kid-bangers make it all too real.
This is Christmas in Hell, and just like the place below...
the night has a way of erupting into red-hot flames.
--RKJ
And the trees are bare, but not by Nature.
The Salvation Army band was run out of here...
seems the local locos didn't like the tunes.
No Silent Nights here...just gunfire and sirens
fill the night with their hellish, ear-splitting ruckus.
No Wassail Punch awaits the weary Yule traveler...
justy forties of rotgut brew and bottles of MadDog 20/20.
Kids don't get much in the way of gifts out here...
how can they think of Christmas Cheer with no food?
And adults only hope to survive this night of terror...
you hear not "HO-HO-HO," but more often "NO-NO-NO!"
This Devil's Playground can be in most any city zone...
and the shorties and kid-bangers make it all too real.
This is Christmas in Hell, and just like the place below...
the night has a way of erupting into red-hot flames.
--RKJ
Literature
Lover's Lament
Dear Diary,
How wrong is it to want to be loved? I mean honestly, it’s all I’ve ever wanted. My greatest dream in life was to get married and have children, and be absolutely adored by my family. Is that so wrong to want?
I would guess that your response would be ‘no of course it’s not wrong,’ but with my life, you’d probably be able to guess why no one would want to love me. Growing up I was always the weird kid, the one that no one wanted to sit with. I had an overbite and my parents were always drinking. That was okay though, cause even though they’d get in arguments sometimes and try to hurt eac
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urban lovers
at the edge of the city streets
two lovers sit side by side,
blanketed under the harsh gaze of the streetlights.
the city is made of filth and rot
and the night is warm with the excess of its sins.
the hazy air fills their lungs with smoke and dirt
and love,
and you cannot help but admire
these two stalwart champions, graced
by Eros himself,
lost in each other’s eyes as the city roars into life;
a modern love story.
Literature
You say you love me
You say you love to hear me ramble, yet you always cut me off.
You say you want a future with me, yet you see no future for yourself.
You say you love to make me smile, yet you always make me cry.
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Sometimes, we need to remember that Christmas is not always about peace on Earth, nor about goodwill to anybody.
When you live in Hell On Earth--it seems that The Other Man In The Red Suit is paying a Yuletide visit.
--RKJ
When you live in Hell On Earth--it seems that The Other Man In The Red Suit is paying a Yuletide visit.
--RKJ
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