Poll: Drunkest and Best... ?
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8 36%
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10 45%
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4 18%
Voters: 22.
#1

Lover, Plus










fuck
had some good ones to go here
not just on paper
to fill the chasm in my head too
but the thought of you
swept them all clean away.
these are supposed to be
two hundred poems on the beauty of things
and you know that
and i know that
but this one is just on the beauty of you -
like
the stranger in the club
i kick his drink over
he just smiles and says it's ok
like
the wind in the night
makes us cold
but brings us new life
like

the man who hired a chainsaw and
cut himself down the middle
took the sacrifice to
make another of himself
and forget about the choices
other men have to make.




facetious love, sarcastic affection










you're a thwarter, through and through.
because you love me?
that's debatable.
and unlikely.
no, i'm pretty sure it's because
when you see me,
you see you.
twenty-four years ago, we could have been friends.
but i wasn't yet alive, then,
so i guess we'll never know.

i'm wasted potential, and ambitious-less talent
in their humanest of forms.
success will never mean shit in my world.
the richest starving artist,
is still a starving artist.
and these fucking silly words,
silly sounds, silly lines
that i've thrown my life to
are eating me alive.

is this really how we see the world these days?




Swahili Suicides




Define definition and circumcise your decision,
Bad nightmare superstition and deathly premonition,
Revolution is revolutionary as in sperm to an ovary,
Pipe dreams, silver screens and onset frailty.

Define expedition and travel roads of ambition,
Good dream superstition and delightful contradiction,
Revolution is hereditary as in Zapatistas to capitalism,
A distant idea which is as good as a lost anachronism.

Nothing but one step follows a stumble as he glides,
Feeling marginalised by this spate of virgin suicides,
Live to fuck and give a ck about fucking, fucked up loss,
Like everything else, honour it or give a toss.
Recoup this malignant paradox,
Almost as clichéd as black men with big cocks,
Don’t be so verbose in your analysis,
It’s getting you wetter than an hour of dyalisis,

In conclusion, the idiosyncracies flow freely,
Free as a moribund contradiction,
Watch me change the pattern like English to swahili
This is a story of fiction.




love is a dog from hell.



#4
it was tough

first two = great

third = not drunk enough

i went for second, because i'm a sucker for a conversational tone.
#5
as much as I liked third, I doubt it fits the purpose of the competition at all. I really did not get that raw emotion from it.

Second did that, wayyy better.

So yup.
#6
man, i wish i wasn't drunk when i sent this... i totally would have sent cuter drunk pics.

aaaaaand if i wasnt drunk right now, i probaly wouldnt be leaving this comment.
when birds flap their wings do the make believe they're really arms?
#8
Quote by hope's downfall
man, i wish i wasn't drunk when i sent this... i totally would have sent cuter drunk pics.

aaaaaand if i wasnt drunk right now, i probaly wouldnt be leaving this comment.



the second is pretty cute.

didn't realize that piece was yours. something different about it. perhaps the drunkenness.
#9
Quote by hope's downfall
man, i wish i wasn't drunk when i sent this... i totally would have sent cuter drunk pics.

aaaaaand if i wasnt drunk right now, i probaly wouldnt be leaving this comment.


Impossible.

Just seeing a girls picture in S+L is enough to get some here hot under the collar. :p
Filth, pure filth... That's what you are.
#10
Quote by samoo
it was tough

first two = great

third = not drunk enough

i went for second, because i'm a sucker for a conversational tone.


+1, except I chose the second because, while the first possessed that almost lucid and certainly beautiful coherence of wine drunkness the tequila-influence in the second created a firestorm of released frustration that I just couldn't deny.