Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Bar room banter

words fail me as I try to express
emotions that run like drool from a rabid cur
intolerable suppression, causing distress
an attempt to avoid society's slur

mind turns to substances of abuse
thoughts turn to vice
I may not be the one who's responsible
but I surely will be the one to pay the price

meaningless mental confabulation this
makes no sense to the listener
nor to the one who regurgitates it
just get back to your pilsner

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