worth a shit

Life is full

Life is full 

Of painful shit

Shattered dreams

And excrement

But without

The pain

And nasty shit

Life and love

Beauty and 

what comes with it

Hopes and dreams 

Would have no fulfilment 

So no matter how

I bemoan my days

The thought that comes

And always stays

How lucky I am

Even though

Some days

Aren't worth a shit

Chris McQueeney    5/31/13    12:36 P.M.

Scissors... toy, or terror, you decide...discuss.....

Runs with scissors

I runs with scissors
He clames
With pride
So his shirt says
If you can read it beside
All that dirt and grime
Grunge under his nails
Filth on his hands
Not sitting down for
This life
On top of it he stands
Tall
Stooped sholdrs bent back
Testament
To the price
He's paid
His armorment proofed
With pride
I runs with scissors
He clames
With pride
So his shirt says
If you can read it beside
Its too bad they bite
He says
As tears roll from his eye
He tries to hold from out
What's spilling from inside
I runs with scissors
He clames
With pride
It hurts so when they bite
Spills from inside
It hurts so
When they bite


Chris McQueeney  5/29/10    12:15 A.M.

Malt liquor on NE MLK

You need to


Where the fuck am
I
He says
And her eyes
Light up in that
Special way
In the hospital
She says
You know you were
Drinking
Where the hell am I
He says
His eyes glazed
 Hands all a trembling
Do you have somewhere
 To go
She says
I'll try but I don't think
They'll let you stay
But I have to try something
Where the fuck am I
I say
Standing in the emergency
 Room hallway
All the doors
Are the same can you
Please help me
Find the way

On the stumble
To the store
For beer to cage
The screaming beast
In his chest
Echo the words of
The paramedic
 Man you need to
Quit drinking
Or you will
End up dead
Then the paramedic
 Paused in despair
And then repeatedly
Shouted in my ear
You
need
To
Quit
Drinking
Or you
Will
Soon be
Dead
 Those words rang
Through his head
Drinking malt liquor
 On NE MLK
YOU NEED TO QUIT DRINKING
He said/shouted...

Or soon I will be dead


Chris McQueeney.   5/14/13.


I will be posting this at dVerse poetry pub to share my words with theirs

Monday mauling

The air between


The best thing that
Can be said
About you
Is that that
Hole in your
Head
Spilling filth
And insu a tions
Has been filled
With superglue
The air rubbing
across
That vacant place
Between your ears
Made a queer sound
Offensive to hear
Much better now
Your hole's been
Closed off to sound
No more drama
And bullshit spreading
Around
Tied to you
That hole is made
New
It's a flat place
Filled with super glue


Chris McQueeney 10:20 AM


This is actually a light one

Years of painful dedication

Board Shorts

Gutter surfing

Is a way

Of life

Night times full of

Misrepresentation

Daytimes full of

Strife

Years of painful

Dedication

But as you can see

Nary a wife

Gutter surfing

Is a way

Of life

Somehow in life’s

Train station

I missed the

9:o5

Gutter surfing

Is a way

Of life

Caught the tube

In the gutter

Pipeline

Somewhere on

Northwest Burnside

Gutter surfing

Is a way

Of life

Swallowing me too

My dinners in the drink

A twenty piece

Grinding away

My mind

If you only knew

Gutter surfing

Is a way

Of life

If you only knew

My life is in

That drink

If you only knew

My life is in

That drink

If you only knew

Chris McQueeney    5/12/13    12:16 P.M.

I think this stands by itself so I wont post the pic that generated the spark…but, if you would like please go over to View From The Northern Wall and see.......