I Peed on Your Foot Champagne Tears

4 poems

The painting

Small

On my wall

Of Greece

Or

Italy

Looks into me

Painting

Pavlov’s

Love Sick

dog

All about my

Face

Like “stand

f**k something

up

Tear anything

down

Thrash it all

away.

Your choice.

you

sorry

lethargic

puppy.”

There aren’t

Homeless

In this

town.

I’ve caught

My eye on

Swimsuited

women

I've Seen

sand filled

Twats

but a

Beggar

I have

Not.

Headphones plugged

Over my head

Clarineto Concierto

In A, mind you,

Pours into my ears

And bubbles the soul

In theer

Like cold

champagne tears

A drunken

right Brain’s

forth

A marching naked

memory

Of summer’s favorite

Daughter

July

You were sitting in

the tub alone again

Shower rained

On your back

And I wanted

For a kiss

You invited me

In too

the shower

I said sure

So I sat

 There In the tub

With you

You put your legs

in my lap

And shaved them

Fast

I thought you would

Cut yourself

Then you peed

And I laughed

Before peeing

On your foot

And you laughed

Author's Note

Classic Zack

Reviews

[Chadvonswan]

For some reason I have a feeling that this isn't totally fiction. . .

[ZackOfBridge]

Not a word of it is fiction my friend lol

[The Twin Arenas]

great. great ending. really great.

[Crusty Pizza Stain]

A great poem about golden showers. I think R. Kelly would totally dig this.

[ZackOfBridge]

Yeah I'm actually freelancing for him haha

[micky]

This is funny and I like the piece;p Well done :)