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all nine of my poetry books, plus a copy of the music CD Flagship, for one flat price and FREE shipping!

Time for Nothing $8.88

Chaos Comes Apart $7.77

on the page – poems for artists, writers, and other hooligans $12.50

Liber ex Liberi – the Book of Children $7.77

in the current $8.44

Dark Matter – Poems of Horror and Depravity $9.99

remission $12.72

Next $15.72

Out on the Killing Floor $18.42

Flagship CD $9.00

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The poetry of Kevin Trent Boswell 

The newest poetry title, Time for Nothing- Poetry, Prose, and Song Lyrics

All Around

 “All Around” – music by Trent Boswell

Lyrics 

I can’t find it I don’t see it
Though I’ve looked nowhere over
I was certain I’d have found it
By now

Thought I had it once
In my hand like a clover
But it flew away
Somehow

I’ve rubbed out my eyes
Squinting through the dark
But my eyes are too full
Of dreams

Want nothing so much
Thoughts of self not a spark
And I still do not know
What it means

Collecting each one
Not mine in a moment
All tomorrow’s
Forgotten yesterday

Yourself saw you with them
You know of the torment
A sideways hello
Didn’t say

Slippery little thing
So many to climb
Fall so fast and without
A sound

Never had your gift
Of yours all this time
Wrapped tight and spilling
On the ground

All time gone by
Flirting with the dawn
Seeking for a higher
High score

Those things which remain
To this day are long gone
These things are all things
No more

Don’t know why I bother
I bother not to know
It’s never too much
Not to say

A slight tinge of joy
In each thing to show
Everything never came
This way

The secret only shared
Never told never kept
All the smiles that cannot
Be got

Always not moving
Ever happy it wept
In the open it hides
Where it’s not

Close the window my friend
Despite how it looks
It is going to be
A fine day

For it has the good sense
In verbose old books
All words refraining
To say

A slight tiny sting
Four missing leaves of clover
Ending all applause
Curtain bow

Can’t find it don’t see it
Having looked all over
Was certain I’d have lost it
By now

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©2022 Kevin Trent Boswell

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Lyrics available in print:

Time for Nothing – Poetry, Prose, and Song Lyrics, by Kevin Trent Boswell

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Magus72 on Patreon – the music, poetry, and madness of Kevin Trent Boswell 

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Dirt

Dirt

“Dirt” – prose from Out on the Killing Floor by Kevin Trent Boswell 

©2022 Kevin Trent Boswell

This piece of prose is from a book of horror poetry. What is horror poetry? Imagine that Stephen King wrote poetry and prose instead of novels and short stories.

This particular piece is about the climate crisis. It’s an imaginary interview with an American farmer in the not so distant future, a dystopian vision of the runaway effects of climate change.

The book is available here:

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09NV6FGRF?ref_=pe_3052080_397514860

Support on Patreon:

War On Venus

War on Venus - Original music by Magus

I posted this song before, but I have entirely remixed it, and it sounds far superior to the original mix. I  also shortened the title from “Tales of War On Venus” to “War on Venus.”

Something that I didn’t think to mention the first time I posted it: The guitar solo was first-take. I didn’t think I would keep it; I was only trying to get a check on the recording input level. But it just flowed out, and upon listening to it, I decided it was perfect just as it was. 

Lyrics:

We sit, swapping war stories 

We’ve barred all the windows and doors 

Each of us covered in blood 

Half of it mine, half of it yours 

Two chairs, sitting face to face 

The room is bare, otherwise 

Suspiciously watching each other for 

Sudden movements, any shift in the eyes

There’s a word for why we’re here

The trap, it fits us like a glove

Explains all the mess and the misery 

And that four-letter word is love 

Pause long enough to take a shot 

From the big bottle of poison 

We’re not much but we’re all that we’ve got 

We sweat bullets and swear “You’re the one. 

You’re the only one for me.”

Weapons at the ready, there in our laps

Fingers never far from the trigger 

No one smiles, no one eats or sleeps 

Shots of whiskey and resentment get bigger 

It’s no mystery how or where 

We both know who’s to blame, we insist 

Each of us swearing that the other struck first 

It was a case of love at first fist

There’s a word for why we’re here

This trap, it fits us like a glove

Explains all the mess and misery 

And that four-letter word is love 

©️2022 Kevin Trent Boswell 

https://Patreon.com/Magus72 

https://KevinTrentBoswell.com

Video clips by:

cottonbro, MART PRODUCTION, KoolShooters, RODNAE Productions, Eugene Vasilevich, Alex Green, Timur Weber, Diva Plavalaguna, and Gustavo Fring

God Willin’

God Willin’

Music from Magus 

Devil jump on ya

When you least expect it

With blood lust in his eyes

But you’ll pull through

Like you always do…

God willin’ and the creek don’t rise

Tax man poundin’ hard on your door

Taking everything your money implies

Without turning to crime,

You’ll survive on a dime…

God willin’ and the creek don’t rise

Shacked up for love, but it didn’t work out

Ain’t it painful when the love all dies?

But you’ll get off the street

And find someone sweet…

God willin’ and the creek don’t rise

Until the Lord himself

Knocks you off your feet

You keep on swingin’

And you can’t be beat

God willin’

Screaming Boss Man Jack, 

‘bout to break your back

All your time out the window flies

You just smile and pick up his slack

Because one day you’ll get him back…

God willin’ and the creek don’t rise

The rivers can flood

And the levies break

But you know you gonna do

Whatever it takes

God willin’

To pay your bills, you need a little scratch

So you borrow from Frankie

But there’s just one catch: 

Frankie is one of them connected type guys

The juice is steep but you better not renege

Less’n you want ol’ Frank to break your leg

But you just know you’ll pay it off…

God willin’ and the creek don’t rise

Drowning sorrows, feelin’ bereft

You done lost a friend 

And didn’t have but one left

And now that joker’s runnin’ around town,

Spreading rumors and lies

Such a double crossin’ can’t happen twice

Because after all, most folks is nice; 

At least that is…

God willin’ and the creek don’t rise

Show ‘em a whole army

Can’t ring your bell

The devils, cheats and liars

They can all go to hell

God willin’

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Music and lyrics 

©2022 Kevin Trent Boswell 

Vocals, bass, and all guitar parts by Magus 

https://Patreon.com/Magus72 

https://KevinTrentBoswell.com

https://youtube.com/BNhnxnCZB5U