Poem by Tomic Riter. Copyright © Tomic Riter. All rights reserved. Just a little poem I wrote on instagram this morning. If you are there, I would love to connect. Click here to visit my Instagram account.
only losers come to bars on thursdays losers we no waiting for friday night or saturday evening I occupy my favorite cabin cabin number 26 and order a frozen bottle of Budweiser Magnum What a liquid! What a mood I am in! volcanic, close to eruption outside the cabin, men sitting on chairs and shouting [...]
idly rotating along with everything how beautiful - moon rising nobody else watching nights like these won't be coming from deep red to orange to the final golden the sound of water dripping from a pipe cool breeze accompanying I imagine your body over mine, crawling. Copyright © Tomic Riter. All rights reserved.
a bicycle came with its bells ringing I heard it having no choice the birds chirping before sunlight even started falling I heard it having no choice the motor running since yesterday night lifting water up over my head I heard it having no choice I played some jazz none of that could carry away [...]
fruit-seller barber newspaper vendor the 2nd and 3rd streets are glowing just like yesterday a man fell last night of his bike I watched as men gathered around and I stopped my bike next to that man's a hole had formed on one side of his hard head he could hardly get up and once [...]
at 3 again at 4 or maybe 4:15 I was trembling and asleep and aware somehow of my trembling something curled next to me sobbing, shouting fighting something under my blanket I was too lazy to open my eyes and come,out of wherever the hell I went to the shouting continued for a moment, I [...]
waking up dizzy surrounded by filth and more filth to the same place I went again I cannot say if the sun rose or the night came yesterday I am haunted by something once again, I have begun to hate myself with my rage-filled brain, I can do nothing this explosion within me has my [...]