christopher cole

"Middle Aged White Boy Rap Sarah Tonin was a friend of mine She made me happy all the time Whenever she came out to play We’d sing and dance and feel okay Clickity click clickity clack I need to get ..."

"Ode to Nancy In the quiet space between night and day I lay amid the whir of the rushing wind aware of a body which contains my self wrapping it in the sinewy framework of firm muscle and bone... S..."

"The Mud of Woodstock… Three long score have I stumbled forward in vain Weighed down by indifference and mediocrity Adrift in the glare of self pity and inactivity A mechanical being devoid of sympath..."

"No one told Bruno Once there was a man who wore plain tights Who strode upon the stage of life On grandmas set of black and white I sat in awe to watch him fight For truth and justice and what was ri..."

"Summer’s Day Vision Hot rays upon my tender face Wet drops of whiteness leave their trace Upon the side walk where she skips Melted cream from my cone which drips Her smile beckons as if to share Mou..."

"DEPRESSION Stupid shmuck stuck in the trap of the mind’s crap In a corner pitiful mourner no where to run Insidious worm winds its way throughout the soul No relief in sight from the infectious bite ..."

"HUMAN CONDITIONSalubrious slime thinly coatedThrough foul excrement trudgingly devotedInsatiable tube through which passesEndless sludge the culture of the massesSightless organ fragile membrane direc..."

"Not exactly poetry-not exactly prose- perhaps the poetry of fear The common denominator in all that I have related thus far is-RAGE. YET before there was rage there was GUILT. And before there was g..."

"Life’s long road… In my youth my soul did die Denied love from those that mattered Tough and callous I would not cry My dreams they all were scattered When I realized I was alone My spirit hardened ..."

"The Piercing:Her beauty was such it blew me awayAs she stood before me on that fateful dayTall and well proportioned and in her primeSo knock down perfect I wanted to rhymeMy eyes misted over my heart..."

"Knobby Crust Where goes this being called man Who o'er the firmament does roam Feeble creature of skin and bone Who early on worked with mud and stone Has since raised monuments to the sky From whenc..."

"As a young man I often lied kept emotions deep down inside afraid to feel and to confide I grew up cold and cynical a tree without light, without love a soft hand in an iron glove a rock, an island ..."

"A promise.. A promise is a red red rose A hope held tight within it’s folds A winding river throughout our souls A tide pounding upon the shore An anchor on the ocean floor A promise is a red red ros..."