Month / February 2022

by Roxas Vargas Valencia

Poetry Drought

Hello Once More,

This was a fun week or so; my poems were able to reach out around the world and were read by a decent amount of users (if WordPress analytics are to be believed), and I got a couple of followers from it.

However, my ploy for easy content has dried up, I’m out of older poems. So marks the end of the flood. I hope you enjoyed it.

I’ll be working on some art pieces and writing some new poems soon, but they be released as they come rather than a set schedule.

Thank you for all the fish, see you again.

by Roxas Vargas Valencia

“write something”

Think on the fly
	Quick write something
		Something in the New Yorker
			Something that sells
				Sell it and buy a new car
					A new house, a new wife,
						A new dog, a new kid
					Let it go to your head
				Think you’re immortal
			Realize that those deadlines are deafening
		Find something to help
	Develop an addiction to psychostimulants
Smack your wife in a drunken stupor.
File for a divorce 
	Lose everything you did not know you owned
		Little Lisa wants to know where is momma going
			Ignore it and go to more parties
				Drink more and more
					More and more
						The needle doesn’t hurt every time
					Crash your car and snap your spine.
				Appear in every news outlet
			Quick this moment is never coming again
		Write something that sells
	Doesn’t have to be good just
Think on the fly.
(C) 2019
by Roxas Vargas Valencia

Class Taker

I take classes,

Although most of them

Were empty and unnecessary.

Two and half hours of guitar,

Four years of drawing,

Sixteen years of reading,

Twenty years of thinking.

From 6 a.m. till sunset

I take classes, with a teacher

Or by myself.

Sometimes I scare my

Family, they don’t understand.

And neither do I.

It’s something to do;

Because I’m scared,

That the will isn’t real.

by Roxas Vargas Valencia

A to Z

I ADORE you

You BAIT my heart

You CAPTURE my favor

I DOTE you more than you’ll ever know

I hope my words ECHO in your heart

I’m FANATICAL for every angle of your body

I’m willing to GAMBLE everything for a chance with you

I would deny a whole HAREM just to have you

I IDOLIZE you in every aspect

I am JEALOUS for your affection

You KINDLE my love

I LOVE you with all my LEV

You are MAGICAL to me

Your love is my NARCOTICS

My love for you just might be OBSCENE

I will be your personal PALADIN

My heart RACE at your sight

I just want to SATISFY your every need

You TAKE my heart

I wish you UNDERSTAND how much I love you

Please do not make me a loveless VAGRANT

I WELCOME you at every sight

I wish to be with you for every XMAS from now on

You are my entire ZEITGEIST

by Roxas Vargas Valencia

“Imperative”

I need to know just what is so imperative to show.
	I feel here the pain, is it real, the thrill to kill.
		I hunt my lesser to ensure my successor?
			I need to prepare the needle with a diddle.
I want to be a man, but I don’t think you’ll help if you can.
	I ache with hunger, the need to lay in bed with thunder.
		I get cut when she kisses me like it’s her duty.
			I don’t wish to exist if this is bliss.
I tie my shoes, sniff the glue, and run into the blue.
	I need blurt out what I need, just so I won’t Curtis.
		I need to be free, by any means, or so it seems.
			Wish me luck, I don’t want to be a schmuck.
(C) 2019

by Roxas Vargas Valencia

“Woody Allen Show Tonight”

Dressed for a night-out, Woody Allen show tonight.

Bus fare fifty cents, Dinner thirteen fifty-eight, bill deepens.

Ready for the show, made it in time, first in line.

Play was great, the lead was handsome, the gun was loud.

Show’s over, I don’t drink wine, no one to talk to.

I pray that an actor will talk to me, and be my friend.

I stand on the corner for an hour, no one says hi.

Taxi drives me home, and I lie and cry in a hole.

Woody Allen Show Tonight.

(C) 2019