May not be
very Fluxus, but...
Drunk
Again
Oh God!
Oh Christ!
Oh Allah!
Sweet Buddha!
Where’s my mom?
I knew I shouldn’t
do it
But I did it anyway.
One toke too many
And way too much to drink.
And now the party’s over
And here I am at home,
At the feet of the porcelain goddess
To whose glory I must bow.
But I did it anyway.
One toke too many
And way too much to drink.
And now the party’s over
And here I am at home,
At the feet of the porcelain goddess
To whose glory I must bow.
Oh how the room is
spinning!
Are my eyes open or closed?
I’d struggle to my feet
If I knew I wouldn’t fall.
Are my eyes open or closed?
I’d struggle to my feet
If I knew I wouldn’t fall.
Now here I lie on my
bathroom floor
After dancing like damnation’s fool
And puking in a public stall.
After dancing like damnation’s fool
And puking in a public stall.
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Written for a poetry
group reading this evening; our theme for the evening is "drink"
:-)
Allan
Revich
