whenever i see a
man in a little
sportscar, i wonder
how small his penis
is
when i see it's an
old guy, i get it
mid-life crisis
when i see it's
a young guy
i want to get up to
him, make him put
down his window
and just let him
know
diamonds are
fucking cheaper
J.J. Campbell (1976 - soon) is old enough to know where the bodies are buried. He's been widely published over the years, most recently at Fourth and Sycamore, Pyrokinection, Dodging the Rain, Midnight Lane Boutique and Rusty Truck. His most recent chapbook, the taste of blood on christmas morning, was recently published by Analog Submission Press. You can find him most days waxing poetic on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights. (http://evildelights.blogspot.com)
Excellent, I dig it.
ReplyDeletethanks J.D.
DeleteI think that you are my favourite new poet.
ReplyDeleteIncredible !