Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Three Poets Walk into a Bar

Churn it out till the sunshine dawn

Shots of spirit
Gobs of soul
Burning chakras
Illuminati

Pass the bucket
Pass the bucket till the sunshine dawn

Melancholic memories
Salty tears
Sweet nothings
Bitter everythings

Pass the bucket
Pass the bucket till the sunshine dawn

Societal angst
--isms
Glint of glory
Drowning darkness

Pass the bucket
Pass it
Pass it
Pass the bucket till the sunshine dawn

3 comments:

Shirl said...

Profound. You're such a genius.

L.O.T. said...

You make me sad.

Shirl said...

By the way...Is this a puke bucket we're speaking of. Because if three poets literally walk into a bar, then at least two of them might end up drunk. Ha ha!