- Non-Erotic Poetry
- binge
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Click hereyou drink when they leave you
plant your face on the grain
of the kitchen table
lick the spilled beer
so at least you won’t drown
more than sorrow
not that sorrow ever drowns
it floats the way
plastic bags do
tangled in the kelp
of ordinary life, left
washed up on some beach
she used to stroll with you
hand-in-hand
through cool sand
unlike most other men
i have no head for alcohol
but there’s no home at home
so i still head out to bars
for the cheap whiskey
of physical love
- COMMENTS
tazz317almost 12 years agothe memory cells but not the remorseful ones. TK U MLJ LV NV
Bill Dadaabout 16 years agoDamn, so many good lines. Like 1201 I really liked the plastic bags line. Also liked 'lick the spilled beer
so at least you won’t drown
more than sorrow' and 'for the cheap whiskey
of physical love' and, oh what the hell I liked the whole damn poem.
twelveooneover 16 years agosorrow floating away like a plastic bag, getting tangled in kelp - love it
LeBrozover 16 years agoSparse wording lends more impact in this observation of immense loneliness.
