Carsten Thomsen


Carsten Thomsen Poems

1. The 6th Floor 10/31/2005
2. Footsteps (Killing F(R) Iends On Paper) 11/1/2005
3. I Like You 11/4/2005
4. Two Birds 11/4/2005
5. Splash! 11/4/2005
6. Dirty Kids 8/6/2006
7. The Amulet 10/9/2006
8. Hands Of My Executioner 10/9/2006
9. Vultures 10/9/2006
10. The Green Room 10/12/2006
11. Friday Light 1/12/2007
12. Lodestar 6/6/2007
13. Joint At Deathbed 9/29/2007
14. Green 8/20/2008
15. Winner 2/8/2010
16. Nutsack 1/15/2007
17. I Have Friends, You Know... 10/9/2006
18. Truckstop Eyes 10/9/2006
19. The Nun 10/9/2006
20. The Day I Turned 15 (Again) 10/9/2006
21. No 3/3/2012
22. The Value Of Rubies 3/8/2012
23. Sunday 3/31/2012
24. The Date 8/15/2012
25. The Other Guy / Me 2.01 8/19/2012
26. Me, Too Good For You 9/2/2012
27. Chasing A Spot In The Sun 10/2/2012
28. Fleeing Winter Days 11/12/2012
29. Murder 11/25/2012
30. My 2 Cent 11/28/2012
31. Perfect And Past 12/4/2012
32. Bed Stand Drawer 12/5/2012
33. Kitchen Floor 12/5/2012
34. Special Sauce. 12/11/2012
35. Cherished Childish Joys 12/25/2012
36. Tramp Stamp Back 12/26/2012
37. I Pity You 8/6/2006
38. Some Choose A Whisky Death. 8/6/2006
39. Shellshock 3/6/2013
40. Jealousy 3/21/2013
Best Poem of Carsten Thomsen

A Nice Bcith

She was a nice bithc
though ugly as
SIN
Her
frail, flee ridden
mongrel body.
covered in cakes of shit
and open sore pus


At first she had barked
and growled
at me
a stranger
who
tall and white
perhaps looked to her
as a Buddhist Hungry Ghost
from mural painted walls
of old
but over time she relaxed
and as if to take care of
me
started following me on my trips
down dark rat infested streets
where street venders knew me
from the occasional
big drinking
and spending
and fighting
for my ...

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The 6th Floor

On the 6th floor.
Skyline torn
by thunderstorm.
Below me only air
and asphalt.
Standing at my window,
one step from murder
early morning.
Yawning.

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