This Poem was Submitted By: stephen g skipper On Date: 2002-12-26 17:03:57 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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BAD HAIR DAY

Bottle on the table Golden top, a malevolent eye. Looking at me, staring.....staring. A tacit challenge. Will I blink, Will I fall Will I sink and Take one more drink. Trembling hands reach out And caress the bottle Then I wring its neck A crackle of paper The glug of a shot. I'm sliding past the line Just one more time, A tablet too. such a powerful brew. Eyelids heavy, vision blurry Muscles cramping Refusing to do what I tell them too. Better this way Easier than having to say  About that bad hair day.

Copyright © December 2002 stephen g skipper


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