“No Home To Speak Of” A Poem by James Dennis Casey 1V.

Bus fare destinations
Falling short
All these haunts of
Clockwork Orange
Dreams
 
Living behind
Courteous lies
That subdue the imagination
Waking up
A whole new
Creature
 
No home to speak of
Wearing travelers boots
And coins on eyelids
Fighting and fucking
My way through life
With no direction
Or destination
 
Blood made of whiskey
Lungs made of ash
There’s plenty to go around
When you live
In a dirty ditch
Feeling like nobody
Wanting to be somebody
 
 
©James Dennis Casey IV
 
 

James D. Casey IV is a self published author of three volumes of poetry: Metaphorically Esoteric, Dark Days Inside the Light While Drunk on Wine, and Tin Foil Hats & Hadacol Coins. His work has been featured in print and online both nationally and internationally by several literary venues including Triadæ Magazine, Poetry Life & Times, Pink Litter, In Between Hangovers, Indiana Voice Journal, Beatnik Cowboy, Dissident Voice, Scarlet Leaf Review, Horror Sleaze Trash, Zombie Logic Review, Your One Phone Call, I am not a Silent Poet, Tuck Magazine, and Outlaw Poetry to name a handful. Links to his books, social network profiles, and other projects can be found on his website: http://louisianakingcasey.wixs ite.com/big-skull-poetry
 
​Rev.James Dennis Casey IV Ordained Dudeist Priest at Dudeism, the Church of the Latter-Day Dude
 
 
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​Whiskey & Popcorn. A Poem by James Dennis Casey 1V.

 
We live in a void
Crossed between hell and
The digital world
 
Television screen faces
Closed caption thoughts
Our rulers have antennas
In place of horns
 
Everything is on fire
Crashing and burning
But all we can see
Is what we’re fed
 
The underbelly reality
Is far worse than it seems
Things they don’t show us
Terrible and unforgiving
Driven down
Hidden behind coding
Pretty 1’s & 0’s
 
It’s all in the way
You look at it
I guess
Ignorance is bliss
After all
 
I just hope
There’s plenty of
Whiskey & popcorn
For the season finale
 
©James Dennis Casey IV

 

feather spinner & hat lover
 

A self proclaimed “Madman Philosopher,” James D. Casey IV is a published author of two poetry books: ‘Metaphorically Esoteric’ & ‘Dark Days Inside the Light While Drunk on Wine.’ Mr. Casey’s writings have been published in Triadæ Magazine, Scarlet Leaf Review, Words on Fire, Pink Litter, In Between Hangovers, Poetry Breakfast, Spill Words Press, The Micropoets Society, Poetry Life & Times, Realistic Poetry International, Beatnik Cowboy, and he has upcoming publications in Leaves of Ink. He has also been published in two poetry anthologies: “Pirate Poetry” by Writing Knights Press, and “Where the Mind Dwells” by Eber & Wein. You can find links to his books, social network profiles, and other projects on his website at http://louisianakingcasey.w ixsite.com/big-skull-poetry.
 
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~SCHIZOPHRENIC TENDENCIES~A Poem by James Dennis Casey 1V.

 
I know my flaws
Holding on to the darkness
As I step out of the light
 
I did everything I ever did
I own up to it too
Never hiding behind a phrase
 
“The devil made me do it”
Not in my vocabulary
 
Good
Evil
Never satisfied
Either way
I keep them both hungry
 
Sometimes I recognize myself
Others I don’t
The times in between
Are madness
 
Schizophrenic tendencies
Of a multi-faceted gem
 
I fuel myself with whiskey
Fight
Drink
Fuck
 
Yet my heart is full of empathy
Forgive
Forget
Love
 
Many different faces
Many different masks
 
Hobo lullabies
Rich man dreams
Commando stain pants
Fresh clean shirt

 

 
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I fancy myself as a bard & wordsmith, madman, artist, free thinker, cat lover, hat lover, owl enthusiast, and crystal collector. My poems have been featured in print form on two separate occasions. My poem “A Philosophical Treasure Chest” was picked for the anthology ‘Where the Mind Dwells’ after wining a submission contest, and five of my poem submissions were accepted to be in ‘Tribute-Pirates Anthology’ by Writing Knights Press. Some of my poetry has also been in the pages of various online magazine publications. Poetry Blog: http:// jdcivskeletonsfrommycloset. blogspot.com/
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http://www.amazon.com. All the Babble of the Souk. Robin Ouzman Hislop
www.lulu.com. All the Babble of the Souk. Robin Ouzman Hislop
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