Stored Away For The Revolution by J.J. Campbell

succumb to the white noise

the trembling hand reaching
for a loaded gun

the last three days in your
delicate arms

all hope extinguished in the
eyes of children as a red hot
rage protests in these dying


laugh at all of them that
dared to not believe in

wash away your sins in a
fresh bottle of liquor stored
away for the revolution

break out the good silverware
and the plates only used on

they are serving up your lord
for dinner tonight

may we all dine in the lavish
relaxed nature of hypocrisy


J.J. Campbell (1976 – ?) has given up the farm life and is now trapped in suburbia. He’s been widely published over the years, most recently at The Australian Times, Horror Sleaze Trash, In Between Hangovers, Mad Swirl and Bad Acid Laboratories, You can find him most days bitching about something on his highly entertaining blog, evil delights. (

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