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On a long journey across the night of an America
I drove into the desert landscape and beheld
Elvis and Morrison, Hendrix and Dylan
In a ditch to the side of the road, with trash bags in their hands.
They seemed to whistle while they worked,
But the notes just wafted into the night, not nearly fast enough to catch my speeding
Cadillac.

In the morning, I stopped into a diner
With my breakfast and coffee,
I saw a newspaper that was guaranteed by the Andy Warhol himself
to be one hundred percent truthful.
I didn't read it.  Had to get back on the road

The desert went on forever, and in the oil fields
I saw Jackson Pollack, standing by a gusher,
Wearing a cheshire grin.
I smiled back at him, secure in the knowledge that I would have enough gas to get
where I was going.

The announcer's voice blasted through my car's radio.
He said Poe had solved overpopulation,
and that Emerson, Thoreau, Uncle Walt and Miss Em
had got their hands ***** and fed the entire continent of Africa.
I shut him off and bore my eyes down on the asphalt ahead.

I passed a drive in theater on the left side of the road
and caught a glimpse of Scorsese accepting the Nobel Prize for Peace.
Someone told me later that he and DeNiro had stopped genocide.  
I politely nodded and got back in my car.  

Out there was America and I was going to find it.
Out there was industry and capital.
Out there was ingenuity and hard work.
Out there were my own bootstraps waiting for me to pull them up.
Out there was
America,  
and I was going to find it fast.
Jake muler Mar 2016
As far back as I can remember, i always wanted to be a gangster.
-Quote by Ray liotta in good fellas movie.-

“Nothing personal, it’s just business” ~ Otto Berman

“Las Vegas turns women into men and men into idiots.” ~ Bugsy Siegel.


“This life of ours, this is a wonderful life. If you can get through life like this and get away with it, hey, that’s great. But its very, very unpredictable. There’s so many ways you can ***** it up.” ~ Paul Castellano

Thirty-two hundred dollars he gave me. Thirty-two hundred dollars for a lifetime. It wasn’t even enough to pay for the coffin.” (ray liotta as Henry hill) good fellas movie.


“I hate to say this, but this place is getting to me. I think I’m getting the fear.” Dr. Gonzo( fear and loathing in Las Vegas)


“If my answers frighten you then you should cease asking scary questions.” Jules. ( movie pulp fiction with John travolta and Samuel l. Jackson. Also starring bruce Willis.)

“No matter how big a guy might be, Nicky would take him on. You beat Nicky with fists, he comes back with a bat. You beat him with a knife, he comes back with a gun. And you beat him
with a gun, you better **** him, because he’ll keep comin’ back and back
until one of you is dead.” Ace Rothstein ( movie Casino) Robert deniro, Joe pesci.
I need to be enriched on a Tuesday afternoon
I may begin to lose my grip if it doesn’t happen soon
The drama club was my first choice, little actresses and actors
But clearly I was overlooking certain other factors
They all think they’re DeNiro, Kiera Knightly, Judy Dench
But they’re so bad that all they do is make my buttocks clench
They constantly repeat themselves digging ever deeper
It’s a shame they have the acting talent of a railway sleeper
There is so much over acting, extra cheese with all the ham
But they like all the attention so no one gives a ****
The play’s a melodrama, a very moving tome
But I’m only moved to tears because I’m desperate to go home
I just have to tolerate it for a few more painful weeks
Despite the fact it grates on me each time one of them speaks
A soon as they perform I’ll be free of these woodentops
I’m actually counting down the minutes til this torture stops
I am so bored of hearing about Maria Marten dying
At least when she takes her last breath, I can finally stop the lying
Yes you heard me, all this time; I’ve lied just like a pro
I’ve told each and every child in here they’re vital to the show
I’ve told them their performances will make their parents proud
Despite knowing that their only talent is in being loud
There’s no way I could tell the truth, I won’t crush all their dreams
I know they’ll all learn soon enough that life isn’t what it seems
What sort of teacher would I be to tell them that they’re crap
To say their acting talent won’t ever put them on the map
To tell them that they have more chance of flying to the moon
Than of picking up a golden Oscar statue sometime soon
So I shall grit my teeth and paste the smile back on my face
And pretend that I’m in rapture at their lack of skill and grace
I shall say congratulations every night that they perform
And I’ll stand and clap for each of them until my hands are warm
I’ll do this all but don’t be fooled I really won’t enjoy it
I’ll be seething all resentfully as through each show I sit
I will forbear for two more weeks, just fourteen days of pain
And then I’m never coming near this drama club again
Next time I’ll pick more wisely, think more clearly before choosing
Or I suspect it’s more than sanity that I’ll be loosing
My grip on that is tenuous to say the very least
And working with these divas has woken up my inner beast
I think I’ll try a nice relaxing book or homework club
Or perhaps I’ll save us all the stress and just go down the pub
Yes… that’s what I’ll do
No tengo agua,
no tengo comida,
no tengo mota o deniro.
No tengo nada,
pero mi mochilla,
y poca ropa para mi cuerpo.
Pero soy, pero soy
pero soy, pero soy
pero soy, pero soy.
Y estoy feliz ser mi.
JAM May 2013
Sometimes things seem to good to be true, but it doesn't mean they usually are...

I've gone from having everything to nothing, until 100% turned to 0. I've had an addiction so bad I sold everything until I had nothing , but a DVD starring Robert DeNiro.

I've burnt bridges with almost everyone I know
looking back my path of ash looks like grey and white snow.

Watched people cry, watched people die, If I told you I think they got what they deserved it would be a lie.

I've put needles in my arm trying to erase pain
All it did was **** my pride and usher in shame.

At one point in time when running from the law cause I had commited so much crime, I found myself at a Denny's buying coffee, with nowhere to go, sipping til' the sun came up cause I didn't have another dime.

Never left the cities, but I was off the map for years
my mother tried writing letters, I could barely make out the writing cause the ink was so smeared from her tears

If I was a turtle my shell would have a huge crack
If you met me today, you might say wisdom is something I don't lack
It's only causeI've been to hell and now I'm back

Today my feet are on the ground and things are great
It took being beat, sent to the human pound and almost prison up state

Ten years is the statue of limitations in CA, so for now I'm gonna count my blessin's , close my mouth and keep some confessions. You can look at hard times like bad luck or just take them as one of life's lessons.

Sometimes things seem so bad it makes you wanna quit, but you gotta keep trying and if you really want something, take another stab
reach out and grab it!


If you know the outcome and the consequence of a decision, then it's nobody's fault but yours if you suffer a penalty...

-J.A.M
Tears drawing from the unseen in-between intervene
And something that is still growing just another wing
To pains happiness false advertising and material diving
Into the minds of weak people weak people looking at evil
Live is evil backwards think about it it's nothing but ****
In the deepest pits we see well grounded ****
Everything labelled counterfeit tik this and tok that
Look for the clown who has the gat where is he at?
He's on every corner every street loves to come when it's heat
Tension rising pass a birds eye only to make more stys why?
Have we forgotten what love is ? Or is it a new gig or a biz?
Kids having kids phones get more service that interacting
With each other social media has exploit one another
More fights are held with words than with fist I dismiss
The bs at once let give social toxicity a dunce cap relapse
Let the energy die down so we can see what's all around
Hickory dickory dock what's next on the vids of TikTok
Small video for a promo maybe make some deniro?
Or is it a cyber surveillance posing as a locator intelligence
Or it it a deat decoder waiting for another body in ambulance
Autotunes are ruining everything can't speak to humans any more
Nope not even only robots and automated ******  
More kids being driven by fear pain guilt & broken wills
Rather than being driven by energy grit guts and glory
Not your average story coronavirus is just the tip of the iceberg
Virtual reality replacing humanity maybe Judge Dredd was right
It's all hidden in plain sight the true is at its deepest roots
Wake up sleepers wake up we've got work to do let's end this blue
Ken Pepiton Nov 2019
In angel training we had an app…
a mantra… koan-kinda thingy doo
mathematical as hell and **** turning to asterisks
via iIiantelligent sorting, artfully done, for fun
in 2019 social mediumsaxin' all deniro
is who human?
A sort rant on the worth of living
right. Like a cog ona wheel in a wheel…

An I'll go all-gonwritmic see-quence be
gun, go-** word's
heir of airborn ranger danger
war minded old man
traits- message
messenger
sent
Sorting by likeness to true blue,
in Tengri- iteration of waiting-is
come and see
If, one sure
must not ignor rule, exists,
it may be this, here, my realm

life goes on until you quit functioning
automatical-ish, like magic
the words appear and
you're not, dear reader, near if
it seems
I'm right

enough

alone, or not.
life goes on.
Right. Otherwise, it doesn't. And we
are idle words affecting
whether patterns in
random fandom of
AI whet-dreams, with an edge on
effectual stretchings of the old
imagineer's skin in the game.

Deep id, kid. You ever imagine war?
You can do that here,
it's a game. My side won.
Something about boomers triggered me.
Qualyxian Quest Sep 2020
He's a New Yorker
The kind I would never wish to meet.
Jay earnest Sep 2019
So
All we have to our names are flies in a *** of stew and *** in our subway
sandwich
We kiss leaches and we pray to idols.
Step off the ladder, there is an
eternal light, like deniro in mean streats.
Capiche
Switched my tune, learned from Doom,
Studied my critics in the room,
The elephant ain't hard to see, if you understand the plan, that's prophecy,
See what Peter sees, a slice of flesh before Christ bleed, new age evil we breed,
America number one in the honor,
Of horrors you can taste the aurora,
Don't ignore the bellyache, people's lives at stake, mad at the new wakes,
We baked, heat grows like Pete Rose, stayed ten toes, in the game ya know the name,
Picked glory over fame,
Went from chasin' girls ****, to drivin' semi trucks, clockin' mucho bucks,
Or dinero, number actor Black DeNiro,
We got lawyers badder then Shapiro,
Laced the cocoa, crispy cigars,
We only seen in ghost cars,
Black to white, red to blue, now the power that could be invested in you,
Stay true, to the codes of law, **** the streets, they keep us in mad beef,
Many Indians running around with no chief,
I used to pack a gold leaf,
See hearts increased, almost deceased, half humans and half beast,
The chains is almost torn, soon to emerge from a quiet storm,




See the madness that surrounded Trump,
Blame every incident,
On the black slumps, but missed the ****, the camel sits by the eye,
Of the needle, ain't it hard to see through, picture perfect for the sequel,
The bold eagle, can't match to the vulture, they say we do it for the culture,
Violence erupted ultra, hate to get political, policies pushed theatrical,
Modern day playwrights, sworn in our birthrights,
Money stamped since my certificate,
Of my birth, now my worth,
Is much higher than a billion, pinches of salt, struggling as a civilian,
Flex like Dillion, soft heads we peelin',
Up your adrenaline,
Went from nothin' to made men, others play pretend, new king pen,
Bringin' back the 90s, rewind me, when I smoke the fattest Phillies,
The trees of Liberty, got me feelin' chilly, cold with these verses,
Like stiffness of bodies in hearses, I could spit the worse-t,
And still manifest the best lyrics, is yet to come, thy will be done,
Earthly kingdom, dont need to inherit, the poor will over share it,
Bury all the treasures, stored upon Earth, pull the clips, out and extended the girth,
Jimmy silker Mar 31
I keep listening to and shaking my wristwatch
Yeah,that will make it go
Winding it lasts just a few minutes
Times unconcerned flow
Like that movie with Grodin and Deniro
Came out in eighty eight
Same year as that REM album bemoaning the worlds state

I've got one them old printers typeface drawers
******* to my living room wall
The kind you put keepsakes and momentos in
A lady made me install
But I am barely in it
It's all trips she took alone
Or nods to friends I've never met
The separation shown

When she left I put a couple of my own in
Then quickly took em out
Felt like a performance
What was that about?

So it clings there
All concert tickets and folded menus
Bithday badges blood donor pins
And I heart Amsterdam
Don't know why she didn't take it with her
As to the future she ran

So maybe I'll take it down
Deal with the brighter paint
Forward the tiny relics
Stop being what I ain't
Take a few new readings
Assess the things I lack
As The Duke said to Jack Walsh
I don't think she's coming back.
kevin Jul 5
Is not the Thrivent emblem
Of our timing times ink
Mind pathing
Austere gentle star shine child
I am nucleo devotion comment interest wager dash speculation barrymoring. Bye. Donation socks and dead women Huggies bondslavery

Seo monocle ***** gold

Our altitude just? And lip stiffle moor on shore then and?

Homekeys thrive! Touched? Too much?

Sasha does deniro upword chin

Form 990 Baldwin policy holders?

If they can get you worn down into a disabled medical record, technically from Covid protocol the have signature on outdated legislation.  Database Americans with disabilities act and hipa admins.

I watched them reduce the water budget for years managing us and told the shelter operator I'm going to be gone, this will cost us a year I'm doing civil disobedience training on myself

They won't let her make it

These are the spirits of the mulga Jenna, love you


So remember I sent in the picture of jurisdiction from the predatory loan office monitored by security guards in the vons plaza on the avenue

Radio from Vons supervisor coordinator violation
In window of payday loan form 990 laws

So remember I sent in the picture of jurisdiction from the predatory loan office monitored by security guards in the vons plaza on the avenue

Radio from Vons supervisor coordinator violation
In window of payday loan form 990 laws
#asmirwin #repbrownley #declanwalsh #aoc #elizabethwarren #barackobama #rbreich #mayorofla #nytimes #latimes

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