<b>D' Steel(e)</b> <em>Society of Poetics</em>: <center>The Patio Door Song</center>

D' Steel(e) Society of Poetics

A Society of Progressive Poets founded in Washington DC

Sunday, September 10, 2006

The Patio Door Song


got so drunk
fell on the floor
got back up
and fell through
the patio door

thought I was having fun
just laying here laughing
looked down to get my beer
and I noticed the gashing
(a wound that was left
when I fell through
the patio door)

got so drunk
fell on the floor
got back up
and fell through
the patio door

in the morning I awoke
exactly where I fell
(blood stained my shirt
there was a shard
through my clavicle)
I wasn't alive
I was dead near
the patio door

shirts and pants
and jackets and
hats!

and

shirts and jackets
and pants and
hats!

1 Comments:

Anonymous b.long said...

now we're talking. this was everyday in the 50s on the eastmost tip of long island. it was not uncommon to wake up in a pool of blood, vomit, or urine.

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