The poetry of J.J. Campbell

like pollen on a sunny day

her eyes reminded
me of fireworks on
the fourth of july
that never has an
end

blood on the sidewalk
turns to the smell of
bleach before a
candlelight vigil
becomes a political
rally

a misplaced leonard
cohen song as grief
hangs in the air like
pollen on a sunny
day

hope gets extinguished
with every bullet

the hunger for change
seems to always pass
with time

so many tragedies
and eventually the
mind just taps out

retreats from the
constant nature of
a society killing
itself

enough is enough
was true a generation
ago

failure is a trait passed
down from our elders

 

 

 

oblivion finally upon me

she could enter any room
with an ease i never had

over the years, as my body
and mind faded closer to
oblivion, she always had
a smile that would warm
this blackened heart

she would whisper te amo
in my ear each morning
before she left for work

i would spend the days
trying to find the perfect
words to describe an angel

and as much as i tried
i never did find such
perfection

and now with oblivion
finally upon me

she is nowhere to be found

a golden ticket i let fly away
in a brisk wind

my destiny is the shotgun
in the corner

bottle of jack and a long letter

expressing regret and offering
advice for the other lost souls
that i was too stubborn to take
for myself

sometimes the best step you
can ever take is off the top
of a building into nothing

 

 

 

two beautifully broken souls

part of me died
when we first
touched

two beautifully
broken souls
stumbling into
each other under
a neon moon

a spanish princess
and a shy drunk
parading around
as a poet

both of us headed
into the light on
a damn sprint

i want to see a
beach on the other
side of the world
while holding the
hand of the woman
i have searched
my entire life for

and don’t worry
about the chaos
and the madness

if i happen to
die in your arms

it’s light years
better than the
death that has
festered in
my nightmares
since i was
a child


J.J. Campbell (1976 – ?) is currently trapped in the suburbs, plotting his escape. He’s been widely published over the last 25 years, most recently at Heroin Love Songs v2.0, Synchronized Chaos, Horror Sleaze Trash, The Rye Whiskey Review and Cajun Mutt Press. You can find him most days on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights. (https://evildelights.blogspot.com)

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