Hate Drink Poems

I grew up thinking you were my world, my hero and my knight but you became my monster, my enemy and my fear. 
At a...

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I never used to drink sweet tea,
and neither did I drink coffee.
The one drink that my mother made
was the 60’s stand-by, sugar water called Kool-aid.
I...

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You know…I like drinking, 
But I’m not sure I like drunk. 
Because then I’m stuck thinking 
About the depths to which I’ve sunk. 

All the...

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Martial Translations

Coq au vin (Cook or wine)
by Martial, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

1.
Hosts always invite you to dinner, Phoebe,
but are you merely an éclair...

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A word master I would need to be
To describe all I see
Leaving the cloth behind
Let it all go, become one of the blind
As the world...

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Caught in the middle of the adult fight.
Leverage is gained or taken depending upon if I look left or right.
The shouting and screaming becomes numb...

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You defy belief
Thanks dear
I mean, seven in the morning, and you’re sober
Pub went on fire, early night
Someday you will die a lonely man
My God, that...

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How to rid myself of addiction
Let it run to the cross soiled
Here on the 1st station of the cross
Feel the self-hate go to its fate
Carry...

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When in response to his suggestions I let him know I would not become involved in proostitution in any way and told him I intended...

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You’ll take to plow and yoke,
Work until your back is broke.
I’ll harvest grapes on time,
Make them into a fine wine.

You’ll build castle walls strong,
To repel...

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The burglar's came tonight
Lot's of lies has been said
They screamed ' turn on the light'
But I wanted to go to bed.

They heard the money was...

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i guess till now
supplies will be supplied
when the time come's
he come's around
for now i just wait
side store four pack
side winder
killing time
to my next wearabout
running with...

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I dine on your ashes
I choke on your hypocrisy  
I sit n tolerate 
This mockery 
This travesty of me
I feel my skin crawl with…...

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Drink of Today
Today will never peek though this portal again
As the Great artist paints the tips of the trees and the unremarkable clouds
a newly created...

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Drunk and insane 
feeling my pain 
sharp sweet 
I sleep and try 
to keep my thoughts 
in nice neat places
proper and complete 
propped up in...

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