J.J. Campbell

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forever is a myth

i find myself drifting
to the old souls

old black and white

otis redding comes
dripping out of the

it’s an old bottle of
scotch and a woman
that doesn’t mind
her curves

both of us understand
forever is a myth

and making it through
the night is the only
goal we should have

make my father proud

i remember the Artwork by Gene McCormick
last time i took

i realized god
is a woman and
i would never
amount to
anything that
would make
my father

part of me is
happy i outlived
the fucker

part of me knows
it doesn’t fucking

no one realizes
how good a poet
is until they die

slowly falling off the shoulder

remember the
time you were

remember when
she answered
the door in

remember the
towel on the

or a dress slowly
falling off the

remember the
happiness and
how forever
was still

forget about
how limited
the present


J.J. Campbell (1976 - ?) was raised by wolves but still managed to graduate high school with honors. He's been widely published over the years, most recently at Horror Sleaze Trash, Synchronized Chaos, Rusty Truck, Mad Swirl and Word Dish. You can find him most days waxing poetic on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights. (https://evildelights.blogspot.com)