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Lime green freezer pops Swigs of senor Jack Daniels My body gets hot. ------------------------------- Jacky versus wine Will fight to the death tonight Victor gets a home --------------------------------- Baby-making songs (The world tastes like raspberry!) Jazz flute Godzilla ------------------------------- Little black cell phone Glows modern techno at night Rad leaks in my brain. (I am now a spidercorn!) --------------------------------- Idiotic cat Sole bane of my living room You should've been a dog -------------------------------- Woman and man-thing Flame haired goddess of cleavage Mid-coitus phonecalls. --------------------------------- Two shots of whiskey One sibling revelation Long night of country. -------------------------------- Blood-baths, hair stylists ****** eye for the dead guy Joanne: **** the man. ------------------------------- A nice hairy man Smirnoffs, beer pong victory. Did I do a bad? ---------------------------------- I am drunk on you And on you conversation More than on the beer. --------------------------------- Whiskey sours, full. Half-nude swimming with strangers. Attraction repressed. ---------------------------- Oh my pretty beer You so inspire my mind I can't stop giggling. ----------------------------- Hank bones on the wall A sad tale of pretending Oh no! Demon feet.
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Jun 2, 2010
Jun 2, 2010 at 7:13 PM UTC
i am the master of drunken haiku
Lime green freezer pops Swigs of senor Jack Daniels My body gets hot. ------------------------------- Jacky versus wine Will fight to the death tonight Victor gets a home --------------------------------- Baby-making songs (The world tastes like raspberry!) Jazz flute Godzilla ------------------------------- Little black cell phone Glows modern techno at night Rad leaks in my brain. (I am now a spidercorn!) --------------------------------- Idiotic cat Sole bane of my living room You should've been a dog -------------------------------- Woman and man-thing Flame haired goddess of cleavage Mid-coitus phonecalls. --------------------------------- Two shots of whiskey One sibling revelation Long night of country. -------------------------------- Blood-baths, hair stylists ****** eye for the dead guy Joanne: **** the man. ------------------------------- A nice hairy man Smirnoffs, beer pong victory. Did I do a bad? ---------------------------------- I am drunk on you And on you conversation More than on the beer. --------------------------------- Whiskey sours, full. Half-nude swimming with strangers. Attraction repressed. ---------------------------- Oh my pretty beer You so inspire my mind I can't stop giggling. ----------------------------- Hank bones on the wall A sad tale of pretending Oh no! Demon feet.
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Jun 2, 2010
Jun 2, 2010 at 7:13 PM UTC
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