Poetry: From Heroes to Drunks
By Nic Custer Jan 2010
The village hates you.
Dreamer, Failure.
Prisoner, Jailer.
That's $14.67, cocksucker.
Slap that chedder.
...Slap it!
Smile for the camera.
Cheese. And fine,
it's tomorrow time,
today's signs of
sobriety are lulling.
Don't drink the koolaid,
...Slap it!
Keep focused.
Boxes are gift wrapped
for the rapture.
Hocus Pocus.
Cough, cough
pull up a bag
at the
Red Sea, my
stomach is capsized.
Pirates never realize
they're just acting like me.
J comes before L, Franz comes before pee.
Are you drunk or alive?
Pulse good. Situation fine.
is it tomorrow time?
Rule #62: One slap, One love.
and when you follow through
then that's what's up.
Fuck your mind,
free your liver instead.
Drink that wine
but remember
not to let it go to your head.
(From the collection Delirium, Delirium.)
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