Monday, January 7, 2008


imprint in the grass
Michelob light smooth draft
whoever dropped
the glass bottle must have
a need for lean golden
woman in pink talking on her cell phone
in a white car
slender petals peer
with black center

"Pointless Rambling Poems -- I really thought addiction and alcoholism was the coolest, most romantic thing in the world. Hence all my poems about 'hitting the bottle' when I led a very squeaky clean lifestyle. We're back to 2004.

By: Theodora

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