HeroesA Poem by Eddward SadmannHunter S. Thompson Jonathon Davis Ernest Hemingway Since I was young I have had heroes Like anyone else Striving to reach a creative ideal in which I would be In some measure Similar Charles Bukowski Thomas Pynchon James Joyce Hoping against hope That whatever made them the people they are Also resided in me It did And it does Jackson Pollock Vincent Van Gogh David Foster Wallace An unfortunate fact about these creative types Is their lives I understood that these people Who I aspired to be Turned their pain into poetry And focused on the pain But pain is not poetic And creativity is not waiting at the bottom of a bottle Only glass and vomit And if I’m lucky Rehab And if not 50 years of age
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1 Review Added on April 26, 2019 Last Updated on April 26, 2019 Tags: alcoholism, addiction, poem, free form AuthorEddward SadmannAtlanta, GAAboutI like to write bad short stories and discuss philosophy more..Writing
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