19 Missed Calls

10/19/13 11:42 PM

I'll drown myself in vodka bottles and

boxed wine.

I'll never see the sunshine or the

stars in your eyes.

Red lips don't look as good on his 

neck.

I dream of Christmas, cheap

Mexican food

and you.

Reviews

[Alessander]

This is almost an "inventory" poem, and with all such poems, the poet's selection is paramount.

I really like the objects, esp when juxtaposed with each other. Vodka bottles, boxed wine (never a good combo lol) - christmas and mex food

And in between, red lips, eyes and you.