The Last Three Days by J.J. Campbell

i stopped wishing
upon the stars
soon after i was
molested as a
child

my good friends
say i’m damaged

i don’t think they
mean that as a
compliment

i was hoping to
find someone
willing to help
me put myself
back together
again

preferably in her
twenties with dark
eyes and a great ass

you’d be amazed at
the number of people
who can’t see the
humor in that

i sit here alone in
the same sweatpants
i have worn for
the last three days

in my late thirties
and broken

officially no longer
giving a shit

J.J. Campbell (1976 - soon) is old enough to know better. He's been widely published over the years, most recently at Dead Snakes, The Camel Saloon, Horror Sleaze Trash, NewPoetry.net, and ZYX. His last book of poems, Sofisticated White Trash (Interior Noise Press) is available wherever people buy books these days. You can find J.J. most days bitching about things only he cares about on his highly entertaining blog, evil delights. (http://evildelights.blogspot.com)

J.J. Campbell (1976 – soon) is old enough to know better. He’s been widely published over the years, most recently at Dead Snakes, The Camel Saloon, Horror Sleaze Trash, NewPoetry.net, and ZYX. His last book of poems, Sofisticated White Trash (Interior Noise Press) is available wherever people buy books these days. You can find J.J. most days bitching about things only he cares about on his highly entertaining blog, evil delights. (http://evildelights.blogspot.com)

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