Have just a moment to write...I am using a friend's computer. thanks for reading this and I hope to be up and running again soon..................................

S.A.I.F.

I walked from the small patients room with fury.
I made it to the stairway before I couldn't go any further
I started balling...it took everything I had not to scream, to not rage. I invested every emotional cent I had left on that appt...
Two days later I said"something went wrong..."
" I know, we barely touched it." He said.
 "I'm alive" I said as we both looked at the mostly full half gallon of gin.
Two days before the Dr that I had invested so much emotional coin on informed me that he was contractually bound by S.A.I.F. (the insurer) not to tell me what his findings were and not to give me any advice. "My hands are tied." Said the Dr.

I was injured on the job, through no fault of my own...and my life has been destroyed. I love my family and friends, love life and writing, but the only thing that has kept me going are my children...and when I left that fucking dr's office even that wasn't enough.

Souls Blood

Whole again

The way I was before

They took the pin Out of the wheel

And the spokes fell off

Broken and torn tattered and beaten

On the ground you'll find me bleeding

My soul’s blood out

Needing the world to be

A gentle place If but for a day

Knowing that one more Pain will take away

My need to keep breathing for real

On this hill I climb

It is the one on which you’ll find me

Making a final stand this once I choose

I will upright fight from

The top...

This is the hill worth

Dying on

Chris McQueeney




 I wrote that piece in Aug of last year...June almost a year later and my physical life is the same

At a loss

Are we disgruntled today

are we gasping

and wheezing at a loss

for breath

cursing and ruing the day

the gas took our

life away

but did not cause

our death

Chris McQueeney     9/9/12    10:03P.M.

please look into the workman's compensation laws in your state and see if they are even beneficial to the worker...Oregon's are not. Today I am angry, and I am intent on going after them...but anger only lasts so long.

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