Jonny Brackney

Rookie (September 26th,1988 / Louisville, Kentucky)

Lone Wolf - Poem by Jonny Brackney

what is it
that is missing
from this picture i am
painting?
nothing i've been saying
makes sense
to them,
i see that now.

and to hell
with this winter
it took away my moonlight,
ah...to hell with the moonlight.
i don't need it
anymore.
the only thing i need now
is cigarettes and
sour mash.
i walk to the bar,
they point
and they
laugh.

gawking...

hissing...

worthless vultures, they are.

so proud of themselves
for being drunk and having
'friends.'

and i think to myself

where the hell are MY 'friends'?

'hey, bartender!
i'll have a napkin!

and a pen! '


Comments about Lone Wolf by Jonny Brackney

  • Adeline Foster (1/6/2012 1:02:00 PM)


    Merited or not, the comments seem a little mean. I judge on structure and content and this is well said and well spelled. Often spelling spoils the content but not here. Read mine – Critics –
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  • Scotty Dogg (1/5/2012 5:42:00 PM)


    My mail is broke. Yours? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, January 9, 2012


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