empty vodka glasses
fill overflowing
dreams
5'oclock shadows
&
yesterday's pizza stains
[irritates skin]-
clocks tick impatiently
as the
moment arriving will
raise his hand for
the final, pleasurable
drink.
Author notes
prompt-alcohal
A contest entry
- Quickie 20/30/whenever I'm done running... by My Darkness.
300 points, ended July 31, 2007, 4 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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jesus fuking ayy! you are freaking awsome i dont even care if i get in trouble for saying that. this is another great write i cant even think of way to describe how it was great i'm still in awe. i love it.
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awww you've touch home with this... vodka dreams and fantasies.. love it, well done and thanks for entering!
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I <3 this
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