Articles by John Patrick Robbins

Poem

John Patrick Robbins is a barroom poet whose work has appeared in Red Fez, Spill The Words, Horror Sleaze Trash, Inbetween Hangovers, Ramingos Porch,Your One Phone Call, The Outlaw Poetry Network. His work is always a hundred percent unfiltered.

"...Maybe those words would affect someone who truly gave a damn..."

"...Love the chaos and hate the ordinary path..."

"...I never understood what I was asking for..."

"...how could I say no..."

"...When in hell we create the art that is to be our escape..."

"...I wasn't letting happiness in without a fight today...."

"...They always find you when you are too flawed..."

"...We cannot replace what is taken from this life..."

"...Smoke and mirrors fool most..."

"...long nights alone just eat away at your soul..."

"...Never claim to be crazy around a artist..."

"...Promises kill tomorrows and time exposes the flaws..."

"...because I'm just like all the rest..."

"...Burn the candle at both ends and maybe burn a little something extra too..."

"...I am often in a haze and seldom alone..."

"...I felt no regrets or worries over tomorrow..."

"...My next tour will be fully financed but I never question by who..."

"...I never stopped, I just can never stay..."

"...I am never an outlaw, but I am a rebel to a lost cause..."

"...nobody could solve the mystery that he had created..."

"...do you think using drugs would improve my writing?"

"...I never claimed this would be easy..."

"...a dash of water and bitter truths..."

"...soon to become an endangered species..."

"...Idols are for mantles and shrines..."

"...I desire silence over false praise..."

"...Would I repeat my choices if I had to start all over again?"

"...I am truly a literary renaissance man..."

"...two seconds to read and what seems like an eternity to craft..."

"...in truth you're lucky to be holding a seven..."

"...She handed me crazy in spades and happiness by default..."

"...Just how often can that woman truly be washing her hair?..."

"...To now quench thirsts within her oasis ever beckoning promise..."

"Love is like a lobotomy..."

"...I will meet you there, as I did promise..."

"...fragments in time perfectly in tune..."

"...As rain so shall wash the world anew..."

"...As I allow you to fall..."

"...I need false praise like I need the clap..."

"...enjoy your ice cream and cookies..."

"... luckily the smell gave it away..."