Snowing

It’s snowing sideways.
Heavy wind.
I’m high as shit
and I think that
I’m going to hit
a patch of ice and
lose control of the car,
and crash,
and die.
I see myself lying
over my steering wheel,
head through the
windshield.
Bloody.
Broken.
Fuck,
I think,
I wish it was
sunny and warm
again.

31 responses to “Snowing”

  1. Snowing sideways.

    Love it.

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  2. We’re all here on borrowed time anyway. It’s what you fill the void with that counts. Driving high? That’s thrilling anyway…

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    1. keeps me entertained enough, ha

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  3. Now this is what you call WICKED πŸ˜‰πŸ’–

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    1. haha thank you very much

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  4. What that us you throughin in up on your picture hommie?

    Strong words on display to! πŸ‘

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    1. haha, a picture i found of some drunk night. i think i was trying to dance … and thanks

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      1. Well you no what they say…. lol! Naw man I was just fucking wit ya… I got famly on the south side of the chi….

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            1. thanks for reading, Christopher

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              1. Naw… don’t think me just yet man! I gots to read some more of ya work… well all of it and I will…

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                1. and so i need to read all of yours. i like what ive seen so far

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                  1. Well if you read all might shit! When you finish… cars will be flying and we will be living on Mars old as fuck still drinking six packs… lol

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                    1. hahah challenge accepted

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                      1. πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘

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  5. I see what the comment another blogger made in the immediacy of your poetry. Macabre, not the reality I want to create for me, but I can appreciate difference as for certain, that is Love’s response and I love you.

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  6. Don’t die Lou. I need something good to read on here.
    Get a Kryptonite Cappuccino at Starbucks in case Superman tries to attack you with his snow plow.
    In other words, everything is going to be alright.

    Like

  7. I picture you getting thrown through the windshield, and then getting up and dancing like a dervish, on the hood of your car.

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    1. hahah wicked… i like where your head’s at. if only i could do that in real life.

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  8. I always enjoy seeing the progression of each poem you write, each line is short and to the point, and it all leads ultimately to one overarching concept. Love it! Thanks for sharing πŸ™‚

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    1. thanks Elle, that means a lot.

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  9. Well, you know what? Maybe stop writing as you drive? You’ll have more control over the wheel then. LOL

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    1. ah. but it keeps things exciting

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      1. Now, it definitely does THAT!

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