Open Poetry #26 |
jaw jacking winos |
Drexler_McStyles Member
since 2002-11-18
Posts 195Venice, Ca |
in the end it was all due to hip fever and a labyrinth of whiskey and rum that I had my heel punctured by an old canine friend of mine now that I think of it I stepped on her hip her bad hip that’s when I got my ticket punched why was I walking backwards you might ask? one of the jaw jacking winos was twirling her batons how was I a man of high moral aptitude expected to miss a feat like that? I was only trying to make my way to the water closet why the dog was in my path only Ulysses could say as I said before I had hip fever watching the whirling dervishes throw their mantles around its true I was in a bit of debauched daze the antique rum I had gambled on was gathering no dust the whiskey was etched in the grooves of the stylus how was I to know that my dogs dog had teeth that wise? privy to my profligacy? so anyhow blood began to flow all over the recently steam cleaned job the women ran around with stain remover and blood soaked napkins I just oozed and sipped on my cocktail eventually we plugged them up the holes and I limped my way to the toilet for that elusive piss when I returned there was hardly a trace of my demise people began showing up and the girls had a story to tell needless to say there was no more hip fever to be had on that day but I’ll have the scars to prove that such things only happen to those of us with the lazy eye and the thirst for jaw jacking winos [This message has been edited by Drexler_McStyles (05-26-2003 03:35 PM).] |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
This is a great piece of work. Clean and to the point. Thank you for sharing it. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Just your phrasing alone can lead to me fits of glee-- "privy to my profligacy" uniquely alliterative, and you have this knack of throwing the reader (meaning me--off-center) jaw jacking winos and such--like you write in a private language of mean streets, and I find myself wondering, will I have to grow gonads to write like this? (I know you'll take that in the spirit in which I intended) I wanna write like this when I grow up... |
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CaseyLeigh Junior Member
since 2003-05-15
Posts 48 |
see what happens when you drink, steve? at least you didn't kick the coffee table... |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
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