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The alcoholic
Can you not see them
laughing at you
Not your friends
nor your enemies
They just do not care
Stumble over to them
Hit your head on the floor
keel over
They laugh
You lie their
Unconscious
Bruised forehead
They laugh even more
The story.Good for dinner parties
Social gatherings, pub nights
Given more to drink,
your voice slurring,
you weave over to the pool table
Bumping into it,
Using the cue upside down
Now they laugh openly
when you cannot stand
prop you up between cushions
walk over you
when you slide to the floor
Your wife phones
trying to find you
They laugh at her
But she is the only one
who cares when you are not there
The next morning
kippers hide the smells
of last nights excess
Review Request (Intensity):
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Review Request (Direction):
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Last few words:
In memory of Joe who I met as he left us for another job
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Comments
Frenchf
Wed, 2013-02-06 14:42
Help
How do I get into this to edit?
Frenchf
Wed, 2013-02-06 15:00
Thank you lovely
I did it and thanks for the suggestions some of which were incorporated
Frenchf
Tue, 2013-02-05 17:54
Thank you both good suggestions
I shall rewrite
godshouldnthave
Sat, 2013-03-09 21:17
Bushes
Those who have woken up in a thorny bush or two
are inclined to sigh and fully agree here with you.
loved
Sun, 2013-03-10 00:22
ur
poems become controversial
I get enfocussed
silently shall read
hence..
loved