I write for the fuck-ups
The drunks
The junkies and winos
The misfits
The freaks
I write for the broken
The abused
The raped and molested
The socially maligned
The bastard children of bastard children
I write for the crackheads
The whores
The homeless
The Christ-like bohemian street preachers
And the altar boys who kept quiet for too long
I write for myself
To share my pain
By opening my veins
'Cause I'm all the above and then some
"Island"
@in_the_ether_poetry
11/19/19
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