“Yeah…”

~ Bourbon, cigarettes and syllables 
(wrote this when i was nineteen and in the Army...and an even more miserable fuck)
Tyler R. Martin

 Sometimes-- 
I just wanna throw things-- 
Break everything in sight, 
Chug everything intoxicating, 
Blast Sex Pistols from big speakers, 
Piss off my neighbors, 
Scream the lyrics 
Till my throat is raw-- 
And then Breakdown:
In the ultimate display-- 
Literally fucking crumble-- 
Wake up the next day: 
Hungover: 
Late for work--

Published by Bourbon, cigarettes and syllables

Poet, unshaven bum, veteran, punk rock enthusiast...I got it all going on.

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