I believe I will burn down the house rather than have to clean it.
Start back from scratch live in a tent drinking wine.
Talking to myself like a crazy person without a care in the world.
Park my car in the nearest pond.
And abandon everything I own because I rather not be tied down to anything.
I will never write a single word again and that will suit me fine.
And many poets will be happy.
Cause I believe the world will end before we ever see a happy poet.
Writers will always find a reason to piss and moan.
Much like a drunk will always find another bottle and a excuse.
I was always a miserable bastard to begin with.
No wonder I am a natural when it comes to writing.
Bio: John Patrick Robbins is the editor of The Rye Whiskey Review , Under The Bleachers, Drinkers Only. His work has been published here at Punk Noir Magazine , Ariel Chart , The San Pedro River Review, The Mojave River Review, Piker Press , Romingos Porch, Red Fez, Angry Old Man Magazine , The Dope Fiend Daily , Word Dish, Horror Sleaze Trash , Blognostics .
His work is always unfiltered.