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Tuesday, March 21, 2017

in a shell

The world is a pearl
In an shell
Sitting on a shelf
I in a chair
All by my self
Watching the world
Sit
Idle
Its reigns
Bridle
Bit
Used well
From my chair
I sit and stare
At that shell
A chamber
Some cal hell
The fear swells
The media it tells
Of sunshine
California wine
And terror
It is a post colonial bliss
Freedom's slight miss
A dream astray
A shelf
In a house
Empty
By myself
A pearl
This world
In a shell
Not a dream
Not a hell
Just a bauble
With a axis wobble
Tides and streams
Mountain trees
Here I sit
In this chair
Not a lazy boy for me
Old sparky
The chin strap is keeping
The words from spilling out
It wasn't me

Chris McQueeney ©2017

Sunday, March 12, 2017

I am home

My life has been so full of seeking for the last seven months that now that it is over I feel lost...I found what I needed...my TBI is causing a form of Epilepsy... I left home to find how to live, I found what will help prolong my life...but it was hard and tramautic and will take time to process... I am grateful to all those who helped.

Now to transition back to life, real life...
Phoenix, Flagstaff, Albuquerque, Santa Fe, Denver Colorado, Los Angeles, Englewood, Bakersfield, Sacramento, Manhattan, Brooklyn, the Bronx, Harlem, Philadelphia, Chicago, and Portland and dozens in between over the last seven months...
I am home
When will it sink in?
I have much work to do, much more than I knew, but...I Am Home!
Chris

Wednesday, March 8, 2017

Another one

The glass
Is soon clear
From the
Other
Side
Inside
Out
Outside
In
I find
I just can't win
And
Win
And
Win
But
Breathe
When
I
Breathe
And see
Usually
What I
Don't
Want
To see
I find
I find...
You just gotta try anyway

Chris ©2017

Still not dead, nor in Manhattan

Oh NYC fucking GOD!! I just had a drunken eskepade worthy of a hangover movie...




Enough about me


Let's talk
About you
In those shoes
With that hair
And that air about you
You
Smell of candy
And treats
Scents so neat
Let's talk
About you
From Brooklyn
To bangeledej
Manhattan
To Manchester
Sex is in your voice
And you
Let's talk
about you
You don't even have to try
But
Don't lie
You try
But
You
Don't
Even
Need to
Try
Try not to try,
See what happens
Men's eyes don't lie
You...
Let's talk...
About...
You!


Christopher McQueeney ©2017

I am on a train to pitsburg...4 broken knuckles, one broken wrist, and that happened way before the drinking...the drinking was fucking legendary, epic, even your broken ass minds can't come close to making this shit up, I came too in a hospital in my underwear and had to fight the drs to let me go so I could catch the train...I walked through Manhattan this morning with no shoes in bloody underwear... Fucking epic;