Drunken Poetry

i never tried
before to write
while pie-eyed
in low light
and drinking
the biggest glass
of shrinking
spirits turned to gas
and trying to rhyme
a bottle of archers
just in time
with angry marchers
round my head
waving placards that say
i should go to bed
tomorrow is another day
but its still early
so I’ll drink some more
and i watch tv blurrily
cos my back is sore
and i am worth more
than nothing it seems

Published by Suzy Shipman

I like to take photos and write words ...

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