Carrjack : Writing

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A Poem by Carrjack


I wouldwakein themorningto pukea slow crawlon two feetto the toiletA standardporcelain.sometimes.most timesshe would be theregetting ready.putting on ..
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1029

A Poem by Carrjack


4:30 AMlight rain Dunkin Donuts parking lotonly vehicle in sight is my trucka couple of 40 oz'shalf a pack of stogespartially smoked joint in my earli..
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A Poem by Carrjack


She has cute feetDelicate and PetiteI'd love to give her a foot massageone of these daysoh one of these daystickle one of emjust to hear her gigglewat..
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A Poem by Carrjack


I spend my days in solitudesleeping and daydreamingthis lazy summer awayI spend my nights writingeasing my mind as the fan cools me downwindowsopen to..
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A Poem by Carrjack


Howd it all come to beThe rush I feltblood that spiltOH DEAR GOD!!!What have I done?sittingpicking at the scabsin silence to theoutside world.

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