Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2014
Every time
I hear of one more,
it reminds me of my grandmother,
lost deep inside the bottle,
she whittled away to nothing
& died from an exploding liver.

Sadly for us, just another
born-again ******.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
(GRB090423)   
569
     ChloΓ©, Shang, ---, ---, Pamela Rae and 1 other
Please log in to view and add comments on poems