Some will go out and cause mayhem. Some will hurt themselves. On the rare occasion I drink more than a beer or two, I drunk post to social media, delete the posts shortly afterwards, and then write a poem about it, tossing in a gratuitous Pet Shop Boys reference in the process…
poetry
Politics, Pts. 1 & 2 (a poem)
Listening, but otherwise staying out of it…
Coming soon to a Thursday near you (a poem)
What else will be on the list by then…
Bookstore Poem #657
Ow—Ow—Ow…
Solution? (a poem)
If it were only that simple…
This morning (a poem)
And every day another one…
No need to make it worse (a poem)
I sense this is becoming a theme…
It’s raining (a poem)
It was raining when I got up this morning. …
The fourth emoji is what your face looks like when you’re having sex (a poem)
Based on random Twitter stuff…
The skip-rope jump dance of my runaway imagination (a poem)
The first line (minus the comma) comes from a line of WordPress spam…