three couples all touching each other
he chugs a high-alcohol content beer
a phone call intercepted by screaming
flame flickers amidst liquid wax, waning
closing my eyes against his shoulder
ugly girl sleeps with the bartender
this bar boasts: no poetry allowed
can't hear. loud bar. text me.
obnoxious boy asking me for keys
man wearing a floral sun hat
writing six-word poems instead of talking
can't hear what anyone is saying
biting the skin around my fingernails
social outing becomes confused and isolating
gonna erase you with my head
hey zed, my boyfriend is here
hey jesse, do the monkey face
bar poet looks like a loser
I hope you're falling in love
men more attractive in the dark
your words are muffled by screams
judging you by your juke-box choices
singing "take a load off fanny..."
you're cute. you look very similar.
have never noticed these blue shades
strangers with all the same agendas
strange looking hair-do makes you intriguing
doesn't know what he's getting into
where is he going to sit
this girl's hair keeps touching me
that guy's collar is seriously popped
no matter how loud it gets
six words are not enough to ...
yer pretty hard to understand, love
one, two, three, four, five, ten
santa claus is kind of sexy
blind people are creepy as cher
thought bubbles aren't really that TRUE
white booty shorts in my face
we are destroying your poet book
yer poet book is DESTROYIN' ME!
yer destroying is poet book me?
everything's part of holy soviet history
beer that tastes like apple juice
are you depressed or just asleep?
- joyce, kitty & jesse, @ effin gruven
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