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B Morgan Talbot Sep 2019
Pour another
Gin and T!
Soak in the din.
Sins sung phase into crescendo,
laughs leave our chests and wallets open.
It's just alcohol for dinner, tonight.
What? No lime!

God, I thought I was grown up.
Chloe Aug 2017
i can see what these lads are doing
they're after a *******
i look a state
but
atleast i'm in this with my best mate
"excuse me"
i overhear
from the girl with the can of beer
"can i pinch some gear"

my peers are fazing
their eyes are gazing
i've lost my bank card
but
atleast i didn't get bared
"don't smack me in the ear"
i overhear
from the guy fighting with his peer
"let's not start fighting here"

gyspy flicking lighters
we were the all  nighters
chanting on the nightclub flighters
Oskar Erikson May 2016
Did you see the                                                                                          
balloons for your birthday?
I painted them
by hand, I knew you'd say
how cool, how nice, or
whatever. Man- they took forever.

How about your day out?
When we lazed and dazed the day away.
The night spent, ourselves sent a sway
over the sofa.
Your bed was too far,
and mine wouldn't miss me if it was
for a good cause.

This   was   better  than  a  good   cause
Hellz yeah!
I wanna do that!
It'd be a right gas
and
the night is young!

The best part will be:

...waking up in the morning?

Pfft. We should go here.
But
He can't.

Lame.

Movin' on -
Hey!
Dude, it's gone.

Y'know it's not right.
Dude, it's gone.
Yeah.

****, that stuff is nasty!
Does.
Not.
Matter.
Movin' on!

Out?
Need it.
Call it.
Got it.

Safe.
© 2011  J.J.W. Coyle
Whomever
Whatever
Whenever:
You'll never win.

Anyone
Anywhere
Anytime:
Many ways to sin.

Underneath
Overpass
Inside-out:
Ride it 'round the bend.

Converse
Immerse
Reverse:
Disperse it to the wind.
© 2011  J.J.W. Coyle
Ashley Williams Jan 2015
The perfect night,
Full of light, not flight--
With dreams of olives!
(And feta in our sights!)

The drinks,
The dancing,
Rock n' Roll--
Naked Munchkin fantasy
Stole my soul!

I miss you my sweets,
It's been too long a week.
I'm pining for Cookout,
Divergent, and Wednesdays wearing Pink.

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