Injection

by inkwell

Published December 5, 2010

In Poetry

Bubbles flew like hot air balloons -
on crack cocaine.
With sugar and ice, in a glass,
half empty, but really full.
From my bed it did carry -
I said "Merry" and you took a swig.
And the suit, the suit was red.

We showed each other our credit cards,
Giggling - bashful.
We already knew what brand was right.
It was all so wrong.
I took a sip, so damn delicious and refreshing.
With all my might I shoved the tab in.
And the beard, the beard was white.

I brought it up to my mouth,
licking the edges and swallowing the rest.
A sensation sent thrills through
my aching body,
but my thirst clung.
The seductive logo looked us in the eye,
and the Man said, "Ho, ho, ho!"

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coolperson321 commented Comment · Dec 5, 2010

Very good poem! You have talent. I don't really see any mistakes, so good job!

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BluesClues wrote a review Review · Dec 5, 2010

Oh, that's cool. Great poem, I don't have any nitpicks for it, which may or may not be a good thing... Man, now I'm jealous! :D You're very talented, keep writing!

~Blue



Always do what you are afraid to do.
— E. Lockhart, We Were Liars