Biography of Gary Diamond
Self-professed laziest poet alive. Works in short bursts of creativity before getting bored and not writing again for months. Hates 90% of poems submitted here, but knows that the ones he most hates are probably the ones people would actually comment on and score highly.
Influences are Bukowski, Vonnegut, Burroughs, Burgess, Orwell, all the idiots of the world, all the bad landlords and whatever else.
Also a musician, painter and intellectual. Party trick: playing four wine glasses at once.
Gary Diamond's Works:
Published? You've got to be joking.
Have you read anything I've posted here? I can barely string two words together, let alone write a novel or a big book of poetry.
Gary Diamond Poems
To me, television is a chore. It is a bore. It shows half a program, then makes you sift through adverts for more.
The Human Condition
Of all the things we've been given Whether by God or by evolution (not sure which are we) It's the ability of thinking, sensible reasoning That I call
A Woman In Lingerie
There's something classically appealing about a good woman Dressed in different kinds of lingerie. Some like it so much, they have seperate pieces For any given day.
This Is Good Rock And Roll
The guitars are loud and proud and ballsy. The singer's dementia is some kind of palsy. The bass drum will kick and the rhythm will stroll. This is good rock and roll.
You've seen the funhouse mirrors at the carnivals and fares. Some make you fat or thin, others short or tall. Some make you look like you're not even there.
Seems theres always some kind of buzz To amuse yourself with. Some noise, or flashing bright thing A new toy
Trust No One
This Is good advice. If you trust
The last refuge of the solitary stooge The final placement where the faith belongs The last challenge fading the in fog My life; as it slips away
Closing up and clamming up in social situations. Walking into a party full of unknown faces. There could be a genius in there.
Shape Of The Gun
Does it make any sense to you to say that the shape of a mans soul Is not dissimilar to that of a weapon. Certainly the shape was molded and mutated But always
I'd Like To Go And Live In A Madhouse Fo...
Above all else The lessons I learned Are probably not much more insightful Than anyone else
We wear out. We slowly start to die. We're born to it. We'd love to change it.
To The Killer - I Want My Suicide Back
Those who aren't afraid to die Those that might welcome it Aren't quite so lucky.
The 'Miracle' of Christmas
It's not a miracle It's a cynical pagan-derived ritual Christmas was supposed to be descration of the Christ
We wear out.
We slowly start to die.
We're born to it.
We'd love to change it.
It's not to be.
They say the taking part is what matters, no matter what the outcome.
So I tried really hard for several years and still did worse than those that