It turns out one of Charlie Sheen’s many classic lines from the past few days of his PR bonanaza is even more on the money than previously thought.
When Charlie uttered the line “poetry in my fingertips,” we guffawed, and then thought, he kind of has a point. His words, which sound like the ramblings of a man off his rocker and in need of psychiatric help, are also perfect soundbites, make great punchlines (and fodder for a ripple of jokes made the world over,) and may be nothing more than what he said they are “just a string of words that sound good together.”
Over two decades ago Charlie self-published a book of poetry, called A Peace of My Mind (under the name Charles Sheen.) It was illustrated by director Adam Rifkin, and given out to just a small group of Charlie’s buddies.
GQ, who also published a profile of Charlie Sheen (haven’t read it yet, but can’t wait to), got their hands on a copy of Charlie’s poetic endeavor, and has been publishing selected poems on their tumblr blog.
Here’s a sample poem:
By Charlie Sheen
Endive, undead, unbroken,
Relax, relate, rehab,
Pursue, persuade, persist,
Per-petuate [sic] your own death
By smiling a lot.
Supply, succumb, deny — everything.
Turtle, android, pain.
Endeavor, endless, end.
Go to GQ’s tumblr to get more of the magic.