instinct tells me
—a poem by J.J. Campbell

watching this
black guy on
oxygen struggle
to light a cigarette

instinct tells me
to get the fuck
away as quick
as possible

the poet in me
knows to sit
back and enjoy

the show
J.J. Campbell (1976 - ?) is currently trapped in suburbia. He's been widely published over the years, most recently at Chiron Review, Mad Swirl, Winedrunk Sidewalk, In Between Hangovers and Synchronized Chaos. You can find him bitching about something daily on his highly entertaining blog, evil delights.