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santa’s not real (but you might be)

Wrap me up like a present
And put me away
And when it gets cold, I’ll be yours
Let the bells ring on a fool’s holiday
I swear that I’m more than just
Broken promises…

~*~

i will find you

in wine coolers

and silent carols

and hallmark films

that we both hate

.

your tinsel smirk

in a mistletoe twist

red and green and

stupid clichés on

pink candy cane lips

.

we can stay away

from rude relatives

bland after-dinners

pull the sweater over

our eyes just to hide

.

don’t wake me up

when the fireside’s

snuffed-out, and this

hangover feels like

a feverish nevermind

.

wrap up the year

a humourless cheer

the star fell off the

tree, and the cat stole

half the ornaments

.

but i will find you

in crystal snowdrops

and visiting ghosts

for you’re the childish

wonder that i once lost.

~*~

Decorations can change
Like tinsel and ribbon so
Do not open ’til you’ve got
Forever to spend with me
On a fool’s holiday.

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Hangover

The dawn is rose-coloured

Deceptively pretty

Telling nothing of the stories

Of two empty bodies

.

Last night was lavender-bruised

A sighing aftermath

Telling of everything all at once

And losing out to wrath.

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Domestic Park

Desk drawers

Fractured tibia

Stopwatch red

Dream febricula

Medicated blues

Hangover sober

Ready-set overdose

Insides uncovered

Busted-up mouth

Bloodied ceiling

Cracked linoleum

Window unhinging

Screaming children

Playground purple

Tempest tantrums

Drainage overfull

Halted arguments

Gossipy neigbours

“Do-not-cross” tape

Handcuffed endeavour

Guilt-ridden laughter

Covered up with tears

Madness manifesting

“I didn’t do it, dear.”

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Fools, Faces, and Forgetting Failures

Oh demon alcohol
Sad memories I cannot recall
Who thought I would say
Damn it all and blow it all…

~*~

Play the game of fools and faces

Ambling past with phonetic races

In alleyways and brandy tankards

Spurring girls alongside bastards

This night is thin like a toothache

Pull out wisdoms simply to irritate

Call for the shots of drunken stars

Losing glow against whiskey bars

Swimming thoughts, nausea wave

Heartless vultures scavenge stave

Tipsy slurs of unromantic promise

The one night stand with a premise

Inebriation and foxy lady nictitation

Three cheers for it, cold abnegation

Angel pills of androgen adolescents

High on hell, pubescent punishment

Let’s play the game of fools and faces

Eating pavement and bloodshot gazes

Have a last sip of regret, just to be sure

You’ll forget forget anyways, it’s all a blur.

~*~

Oh demon alcohol
Memories I cannot recall
Who thought I would fall
A slave to demon alcohol?

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