Or: "It's Tuesday; We Learned About Tankas Today"
best friend
convinced my paranoid roommate
I'm an alcoholic
that'd be fine
if it were true
whiskey reality --
I get
prettier
as you get
drunker
the writer spills
his arrogance
delicious
on my tongue
like wine
light
through the porch door
your face
caught
in a blue moment
some truth
finally.
when I am angry
it is always
with you
a refused introduction --
you're afraid
she will like me
better
than you
I like your haircut
it suits your face
I find you
very handsome
quite suddenly
suddenly
is the queerest word
I have ever
found
on my paper
2 comments:
Double drunk
One Face
Twice the vision
Tastes sweeter than wine
I am going to miss you so much when you leave, promise me you will still send me your poems through this blog? Poems like this one and oh so many others?
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