The Barstool Prophet

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Let’s start a zine, let’s control everything

dick pills or sleeping pills?

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Hey Dennis

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a dying pen

Spoken word poetry.

“ a dying pen”

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Just a boy having a beer with his Dad. Dad would have been 80 today.

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where do we carve our names

once the trees are

gone?

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“The way she whispered,”

we speak a million

different

languages

morse code better be

one

vbk

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Loneliness is a four letter word

Like love, and or hate

still i wait

to find the one

that

picks me first

in the morning when it is dark

at night when there’s no work

in between all that we mean

still waiting here for

the one

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love began

as man ran out of paper

and began writing poetry

on the ribs of

a lover

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Len drew this, anyone guess who it is?

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My biggest fear?

An earwig crawling into my dickhole.

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I would eat you

like a mango.

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why

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“ — y xxx === —“

if you could see

the real

me you’d see the

other me too

and when you say

it’s not for me

you mean it’s not for me

dagger dollars and I am always broke,

can I cash a bit of your ass

To get me through?

vbk

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I think the

problem is

we expect the first kiss will

come

but we never

know when

the last one

will