Cinqu's
For more
sleep I will drink
a few more beers, then I
will sleep like a pooped baby
all night.
Nothing
in a bottle,
nothing in a jar, and
nothing in the cabinet but one
something.
Your wish
will not come true
with out lots of hard work
and revenant attention to
detail.
Apart
we are tonight
but we share the same moon
tomorrow we’ll have the same sky
always.
Your words
can cut and slice
as well as a sharp knife.
Your voice can be as pointed as
ice-picks.
Go there!
Never again
I have been there three times
and I have been thrown out three times--
Three times!
Dragons!
rather have rats!
Rats eat less, smell better,
and rats want set you on fire with
bad breath!
Truth stretched
to the far end
of a lie, then again
maybe it just sounds like a stretched
half truth.
I was
standing there with
my finger in my nose
when she walked up, and ask me if--
it’s stuck?
Fragrance
sweetness of smell,
a pleasant aroma;
the scent of a rich bottle of
perfume.
Copyright © Mike Samford | Year Posted 2008
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