Liquor Locker

quiet night,

the lemons and limes
plot the downfall of
humankind via Corona
libation all while they
imbibe the influence
of glycerine,

the Basics and Pyramids
and Liggett Selects wonder
what they've done to deserve
such harsh punishment,

cordoned off in
the silent corner,

they plot their escape
with their red, orange
and green brethren
from the Pall Mall
and Grand Prix clans,

and the used car salesman
appears from the proverbial
ether to consider how a flask
could aid his alcoholism further,

and the Manischewitz and
Mogen David feel out of place
like evangelical Christian at a
gay pride parade,

and the cashier goes into
catharsis as golden earrings
scream about bullets hitting bones,

just another night of normalcy
in the liquor locker

Reviews

[roarke]

Gotta start brewin' and distillin' your own Ken..... Great sculpting here, like Mickealangelo, you see the artwork inside the block of marble.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Actually, these words were crafted on receipt tape between customers.

[KAOlmsted]

Oh...that is one of my favorite songs, Twilight Zone...I sing it at the top of my voice every time I hear it. Just an aside, because I was so enamored with this piece I want to talk about it ;-) How clever are you? This is a great write. "Like evangelical Christian at a gay pride parade..." A Jew a bum and a Christian walk into a bar xD (sorry, I always associate MD 20/20 with bums *laugh* I am old enough to get away with it) ;-) Great stuff. You need to poke me more often; I am easily distracted and sometimes forget how good you are. My apologies.

-kimmer

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thanks, Kim. I am quite appreciative of that.

[KAOlmsted]

You are more than welcome. I'm having fun with you tonight ;-)

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Now that is the kind of apocalypse I can get on board with... Cheers!!

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thanks, Dale. Glad you are for it!

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

No problem, looks like we were reviewing each other at the same time.

[Antonio Valentino]

oh god that was just so damn good hahahahah... great job with this Kenneth!

i just saw it pop up and the title lured me here like a wino to a bar rag and the rest of the poem did not disappoint in the least..

oh gosh.. all those cigs, and smoke, and the smell of old beer, and liquor.. its absolutely disgusting.. i love it hahah

well from and old band named golden earring that i saw at the cow palace in sanfrancisco on the last day of my freshman year in high school.. the lyrics go:

no more speed im almost there.. da da duh duh duh duh
gotta keep cool now gotta take care da da.. yamana yamana.

last car to pass, here i come da da yeah you get the picture..........
and the line of cars drive down real slow... .. .. ... ... .

anywho.. look up the rest if you want, its called radar love

my fingers are getting.. . .. tired lol

this was great, good job! :)

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thanks. I was working the liquor store at my box store job last night and I was compelled to write this. Golden Earring and Bush played on the classic rock station, it was like heaven.

[Antonio Valentino]

Oh right on man, they dont make bands like that anymore have a great rest of the night :)