My bookmark is a coaster, because I don’t read without a drink, so I keep it between the pages, that way I don’t have to think… Ha, what a shitty little rhyme. I read at night, I drink at night, and this way, I always have a coaster ready, too. The only funny part isContinue reading “Bookmark”
Sitting at the far end of the bar, I decide to wait for the song to end before I finish my beer. The song playing on the stereo. I tell myself to wait until the song ends so that I can pace myself a little bit. I’ve had three pints in the last half hour.Continue reading “Drinking”
Muddy lines, There’s mold in that beer, Drink up! Ash-ridden tables, Chalky air, Smoke one, too! Again again again. Until, Black. Sleep. Alarm. Snooze. Alarm, groggy eyes, grumble, yawn. Broken thermostat. I shiver to the bathroom, Shave shit shower. Low pressure water. Brush my teeth. Eat. Work. Drunk guests, Boss drinking behind the bar, FalseContinue reading “Loop”
some scribbles from last night… it reads something like this: Bars are like House parties For old people. I always hated House parties. And old people. I think I’ll just Keep drinking By myself. cheers.
Lou, you wicked drunk, you. You’re a degenerate with Smoke breath and a shitty Way with words, too. You’re not a poet, Lou, You’re a poser with a pen, Just a bum with a Twisted head, and Don’t worry, no one will Ever remember a thing That you said.
i dedicate this poem to black out wednesday…. enjoy. I’ve never stared at the Ceiling like this, I think, As the moldy dry wall Comes in and out of focus… Pain in my throat… Too fucked up… “Did I say that out loud?” “What?” my roommate asks. “Dhremmbluh,” I mutter. Too fucked up, I blink,Continue reading “Black Out”
Eyes blink open, Confused, Not sure if it’s Morning or if it’s Yesterday. And it smells Like you, like You might still Be here, on the Other side of The bed under The covers. But you’re not. I know that You’re not. Because I know That you’re afraid To spend the night, And that you’reContinue reading “Hungover”
My first roommate Was a chainsmoker And a drunk, and Every night he’d Smoke a pack And down a bottle Of shitty rum. I didn’t mind. He was the one Who had to wake Up in a pool of His own piss, The lousy swine. I just promised Myself to never Get that bad. IContinue reading “Swine”
Sometimes I spend So much time alone In my room, With the door shut And the lights off, That I forget that Other people exist. And that’s pretty nice.
I asked a girl Out yesterday, But she said no. She said she has A boyfriend already. So I said fuck Your boyfriend, Go out with me, But she didn’t Like that either And she said no I won’t do that. So I asked if We could hangout Just as friends, And she said noContinue reading “Boyfriend”