Tag: #poetry

• Hoarders

  Hoarders and hoards of other wordly creatures fill the street corners, holding tightly, fingers clinging, knuckles white, to anything that makes them feel u n i q u e and whole. Walking around with plastic bags full of things that they don’t need. Blindly reaching for some meaning among all of this meaninglessness. I walk…

  lou rasmus

  July 12, 2018

  Poems

  #creative-writing, #life, #observation, #opinion, #poem, #poetry, #Writer

• Laundry Day

  DEAD RED FISH novel now on Amazon get it here

  lou rasmus

  June 30, 2018

  Poems

  #creative-writing, #fiction, #Girlfriend, #lust, #poem, #poetry, #Relationships, #Writer

• Joe Norman

  Feeling lonely, I walk the streets and find a homeless man to talk to. He just pissed himself and he’s wearing a garbage bag as a poncho. He says that his name is Joe Norman. He lost his wife and kids in a car accident years ago, and then basically gave up on everything and…

  lou rasmus

  June 22, 2018

  Poems

  #creative-writing, #fiction, #Friends, #poem, #poetry, #Writer

• Uncle Doug

  I had an Uncle Doug who, every Sunday, would grumble and grunt and fuss his way into his bright green ’73 convertible Corvette, so that he could drive it around the neighborhood and feel young again. He’s dead now, though. Stroke killed him last year. And now the car sits under a tarp in my…

  lou rasmus

  June 16, 2018

  Poems

  #creative-writing, #fiction, #life, #poet, #poetry, #Writer, youth

• Convenience Store

  I kick up dirt on the rock shoulder of the road that I take to get to the convenience store by my apartment. Inside, two fat men are sitting at a table, sweating and spitting food at each other while they talk about a football game that they watched in the early nineties. I walk…

  lou rasmus

  June 2, 2018

  Poems

  #creative-writing, #fiction, #Lottery, #Masturbation, #poem, #poet, #poetry, #Writer

• Waiting for Her

  I’m standing outside, waiting for her to finish her drink. I told her I wanted a cigarette. She said she didn’t want to be rushed. I said, “don’t hurry.” But I’ve been out here for ten minutes now, and I’m not sure where she is. I smoke another cigarette. She’s still inside. Then I say…

  lou rasmus

  May 30, 2018

  Poems

  #creative-writing, #fiction, #Girlfriend, #poetry, #Relationships, #Writer

• Blunt Ride

  She calls me and says that she wants to go for a ride. I say, “ok.” She says that she wants to get high, and she asks if we can smoke tonight. I say that we can. And then I pick her up and we go for a drive. She takes one hit of the…

  lou rasmus

  May 27, 2018

  Poems

  #creative-writing, #fiction, #poem, #poet, #poetry, #Relationships, #Stoner, #Weed, #Writer, dialogue

• Rain

  I like to listen to Alice in Chains when it rains, and watch the water run sideways across my window. Really down in a fucking hole. Stuck thinking about a million different things that I can’t control or change. Makes me feel insane, or at least slightly unstable, even though I know that eventually the…

  lou rasmus

  May 22, 2018

  Poems

  #creative-writing, #fiction, #poem, #poet, #poetry, #Writer, music

• Fortune

  The fortune cookie in my bag of Chinese food says that something life changing is about to happen to me, but it doesn’t say if that something will be good or bad, so now I’m worried that someone I know is going to die or some shit, and I don’t want to finish my food…

  lou rasmus

  May 21, 2018

  Poems

  #creative-writing, #fiction, #Joke, #poem, #poetry, #Writer, Humor

• Tired

  Drinking coffee, reading a Steinbeck classic, watching the rain puddle in the grass and listening to a Colter Wall ballad, I don’t feel like myself this morning. Not hungover, not high, not even horny enough to masturbate. Just quiet and tired and waiting to wake up. Maybe it would be better if I didn’t. DEAD…

  lou rasmus

  May 19, 2018

  Poems

  #creative-writing, #fiction, #poem, #poet, #poetry, #Writer