Wednesday, August 7, 2013

poem of the day 08.07.13

an easy way to discredit the value of drinking

have some kids
or maybe find god and join a church

or sit on this bus
after working six with one day off
hungering for a drink

as your only salvation from this drudgery

all the while listening to some asshole
with a bluetooth stuck in his ear like a suppository

talk about how twisted he got last night


of course

those two fucking shot of henny
my man

like it’s some kind of party
the need to feel this way

instead of stark fucking necessity.


1 comment:

Pat Tillett said...

I think a punch in the face was what he really needed. My man!