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.
- A Woman In Lingerie
- This Is Good Rock And Roll
- To The Killer - I Want My Suicide Back
- The Human Condition
- Missing Something
- Shattering Myths
- An Old Friend Is A New Enemy
- Taking The Moral High Ground
- I'm All Out Of Words
- Broken Toys
Pain And Pain Again
Say it aloud and paint the walls in blood, your blood
No-one wants to listen to how you really feel
I've been forgetting this and that
And only holding on to what feels right.
Maybe I care too much
Maybe not at all.
I'm not sure where it begins and ends.
Does the promise of death scare me anymore?