Abyss Bar

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    Abyss Bar

    Drinking bitter beer in an abyss bar

    Rugged faces lit by a dying star

    Admiring suiciders from afar

    If it weren’t so common I’d label it bizarre

     

    The cogwheels have spun out of control

    Powering our vibrators with the very last coal

    Cynics governed by teargas and crowd control

    Seeking escape and entertainment in a bullet hole

     

    Pinning our pain on the illusive queen bee

    Prophets and prodigies drown themselves in LSD

    We look for love in an uncaring sea

    Subscribing to the cult of melancholy

     

    We willfully wear fashionable blinders and dance to their defect flute

    We soil all seven seas and save only the animals we deem cute

    We return to nature to piss, pillage and pollute

    We throw our waste and worries down the garbage chute

     

    Fucking the wrong people and shying away from those we love

    We can’t deal with truth without our detachment glove

    We think little of the world we are at the end of

    The acid rain falls hard from above

     

    One of these days I’m going to die

    Thus is the truth of the glazed eye

    The neon is fading and I let out a sigh

    Bottoms up and a protracted goodbye

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    stever commented on Abyss Bar

    10-26-2012

    very cool write .love dark yet a small glimer of light that soon snuffed out...StEvEr

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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