

Burned Out Place It's all copper wireBurned Out Place by ~JokerCross
And soot
The machinery is broken
The cogs won't move and
All the panels are battered
And burned
There's human remains
Skeletons of friends
Memories
The ghosts of the past
A little boy smile and
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3am in Chicago Skull full of whiskey magic3am in Chicago by ~JokerCross
The city shakes its fists
And pulses in time
With the veins in my head.
Dead bird in the gutter
Worms crawl in its eye
The night is rusted
And tastes like ash and wet rubber
The hooker on the corner
Turns away when she sees
Neon puddles of green and red
Steam from the manholes
There's blood on my face
And I don't know why or whose
But I think
It may be
Yours.


Trying A still image photographTrying by ~JokerCross
In a painted eye
Sepia tone slide show haze
Graphite scrawls
A page of words
With corners on them
Sharp edged vowels can cut
Tabletop crawls
With a blurred vision of you
Sketchpads and smiles
Articulate utensils
Speaking in smudges
And lines
Sh


It's Raining Here Slivered streaks of rainIt's Raining Here by ~JokerCross
Spattered on my window
Running away
With a week's worth of dirt
The road wavers
Ashphalt liquid
The air smells of honeysuckle vine
And overripe melon
This is Texas, Man
Redneck rainforest
Loud trucks and big guns
And all the best radio stations
Are Latino