poems 2 rock your soul by Charlie Sheen

one long roast

in new york yesterday
on this press tour
related to
the big roast
on comedy central
coming up

a woman on the
street asks me if
i’m ready for
it, not knowing
that it was several
days ago

and not knowing
that my entire
life
for much of the
past year
has amounted
to one long
roast

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silent torpedo

there once was a warlock named sheen
whose tiger blood ran neon green
he dispatched with his goddess
in a fashion quite modest
meaning: sheen caused no national scene

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