Jordyn

Dazed and Confused

Sip, Gulp, Guzzle

I feel the hair on my knuckle

Sip, Gulp, Guzzle

I'm dancing like I juggle

Sip, Gulp, Guzzle

Downed 3, let's make it a dozen 

 

Sip, Gulp, Guzzle

The room is like a bubble

Sip, Gulp, Guzzle

My body starts to stumble

Sip, Gulp, Guzzle

My ex wants to cuddle

 

Sip, Gulp, Guzzle

Did my pants just unbuckle?

Sip, Gulp, Guzzle

I put up a struggle

Sip, Gulp, Guzzle

My mouth is muffled

 

Sip, Gulp, Guzzle

Boy am I puzzled

Sip,

     Gulp,

           Guzzle

I feel like I'm hit by a shovel

 

Comments2

  • malubotelho

    I like your frenetic poem. Fun to read. Poetry should be exactly like this. Free and light. Love it

  • WL Schuett

    Very brave to write about it ...keep writing I hope it helps



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