Bottles

 

the bottles were sitting there
like virgins
smiling at me
what ,s***s
you'll betray me
as they?
you f*****g s***s
I'LL DRINK YOU ALL
and you'll be dry and you'll die
ha ha
I'll be laughing,
knowing,

fading.

Reviews

[Rachel DeHart]

This is beautiful, simple, elegant and sad. But the sadness is lain into the poem in such a way, that it is not at first glance there.

Fantastic!

[EdFutinski]

Bukowski is somekind of a personal Jesus,my saviour:)

[OilsandSyntax]

This is excellent. It reminds me of Charles Burkowski for some reason. Have you read him? Great job. Encore.
I give this a ten out of ten banana rating (for the monkey lover in all of us!)