My Show at the Whiskey a Go Go on the 26th of August 2003 (Free verse) by Jeremi B. Handrinos
Siblings are both there.
Little sister looks gorgeous as usual.
Baby brother is cackling on heroin
and pointing at some chick he wants to fuck,
and more than likely will if he doesn't buy
cocaine and go limp first.
Nadine, my love, my Saint helps load and unload
everything, gets my strings, my gear
positioned, my drinks, greets everyone
(unless I leave with my bros.)
and basically manages my retarded
over acted existence down to the second.
I have trained her well.
Like I taught Angie.
But I ruined that.
But I think deep down inside, they
both always knew I was meant for
a different life, and they are proud
Neither, of my parents are there.
As usual. Who cares.
I obviously do, if I brought it up.
Rufus Wainwright & Cherry Vanilla,
are there, and Rufus looks HOT!
Brunoâs there, Wes from Puddle of Mud
Dog-town and Z boys are in the house
VENICE! VENICE! VENICE!
"Cigarettes an Chocolate milk"
(I should cover that)
But tonight I'm playing:
1. Cowboy Polaroid
2. Zombie Love
3. At the Circle K
4. Break Down
5. Mystery instrumental
6. Crypt-ionic Rosetta Groan
7. Holy Toledo, is that your Mom?
8. Fuck off
9. Nights in White Satin
10. Story of my life
11. Cereal killer Blues.
House of the rising sun
Aka house of the wobbly ass wagon.
The Crutchling (Western style)
Angels & dinosaurs.
The show is a smashing success.
I get signed the next day.
I never have to come on Poemranker again.
Unless, I need to find my keys.
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Posted: August 25, 2003 7:20 PM PDT; Last modified: August 25, 2003 7:20 PM PDT
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