Wasted

Tokin' female -
boilermaker bitch trippin'
over salty tongues of tequila
basted breath; the worm
squirmin' as kamikaze kisses
rock the cash bar.

Liquor, lick 'er,
never been sicker
of trash talkin' bicker
in a cold cunt's daiquiri dreams

The elder bury whine
'neath the burning blunts,
and a slower gin fizzles
through the crushed ice tease.

In toxic, hated prisons
the bong blows peyote prisms
across fade dead to black
and blue bawled reign bows.

Can a bliss haze
blanket mimosa memories
until tomorrow is burned
out and blasted back
to fresh fleshed free fall
fucking?

Want not the wasted knot
of a weed whirled whore -
strung out hash gash
drifting through a long lost life.

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Hi 5....
08/31/05 by Anonymous
This work flowed well to me. So many visuals came into view. You weaved for thoughtfull poem in a very clever way. sandspike
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08/31/05 by sophia jane
I felt a little wasted reading that. :) Great job, Imp.
Great job
08/31/05 by Anonymous
I loved the clever word-play! Fly
Wasted Indeed
08/31/05 by Bill Dada
Infuckingcredible!
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09/01/05 by LeBroz in NY - too far from Atlanta
Remember that feeling well; insightful delightful but oh the morning after; no wonder they call it wasted.
Hey...
09/01/05 by Anonymous
You're poem gave me a hangover. Not crapola. Kudos.
Haven't a clue
09/01/05 by lil_elvis in NJ
what you could be talking about. Can I sell you this bridge? Havin a flashback. Brilliant stuff, imp
Reeling...
09/04/05 by logophile
from the power and intensity of your words. Nicely done - the images and the alliterations blend so magically here. Brava!
wow!
11/20/05 by cloudy in Alabama
the new twist of the words just blows me away. Powerful
Intense
11/20/05 by hugo_sam in Lost in the '70's
and powerful with despair and longing. Well woven
Excellent
11/20/05 by vella_ms
play on words. "...elder bury whine..." and many others ...still with a point easily seen. Loved it. v~