Posts In Category Poetics

Working Out Can Be Complex

on March 28, 2012 by Mitchel Jonas in Poetics, Comments (0)

The more one self indulges Lives the hedonists life Works out, Works, Eats out, Goes out, He forgets about the Struggles The plights that exist All around the world Maybe […]

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Still

on March 19, 2012 by Mitchel Jonas in Poetics, Comments (0)

Living the life Not giving a fuck Petting my cat as she Jumps in my lap Her asshole gets close to my face And I smell her butt Still Downing […]

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Monumental

on February 8, 2012 by Mitchel Jonas in Poetics, Comments (0)

As the ancient river that crawls endlessly Through the sprawling jagged mountains Tipped with moss and wind swept trees Comes to a curve, the engineers eye this spot Their minds […]

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It Settles

on by Mitchel Jonas in Poetics, Comments (0)

Ask the dust Like Fante chasing a cat Like Papa in Key West Gnawing guts like Lynch Hung Listen to Christopher Indeed, God is not great Hitchens, not Walken Poking […]

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String on Finger

on January 21, 2012 by Mitchel Jonas in Poetics, Comments (0)

Once I heard the most beautiful Music I ever had It enchanted my ears I never wanted to turn it off It made me feel perfect Not as intense as […]

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Girlfriend

on by Mitchel Jonas in Poetics, Comments (0)

My first girlfriend I was only 15, trying to be a Skinhead, a rudeboy Naive to it all Found a perfect angel at a dance Went through some hell to try […]

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OKC

on by Mitchel Jonas in Poetics, Comments (0)

My friend told me to go on OKCupid I laughed He told me, no seriously check it out I asked about POF He said, “no, trust me” OKCupid, It’s not taboo anymore […]

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Hipster Girl

on by Mitchel Jonas in Poetics, Comments (0)

Hipster girl So cute, so young So full of life So full of spirit Running around Running around town every night Whiskey flask in your purse Coke in your shoe […]

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Issues

on by Mitchel Jonas in Poetics, Comments (0)

Now I sit here, months removed again Remembering our most hallowed hours Forgetting our most wretched I think of you as a lump builds in my throat That was something […]

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Pretty Birds

on January 10, 2012 by Mitchel Jonas in Poetics, Comments (0)

Nobody wants to listen to your everyday drivel About how you walked to the store and saw a fire truck It was oh so novel Big fucking deal, it happens […]

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