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Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Malt liquor on NE MLK


You need to


Where the fuck am
I
He says
And her eyes
Light up in that
Special way
In the hospital
She says
You know you were
Drinking
Where the hell am I
He says
His eyes glazed
 Hands all a trembling
Do you have somewhere
 To go
She says
I'll try but I don't think
They'll let you stay
But I have to try something
Where the fuck am I
I say
Standing in the emergency
 Room hallway
All the doors
Are the same can you
Please help me
Find the way

On the stumble
To the store
For beer to cage
The screaming beast
In his chest
Echo the words of
The paramedic
 Man you need to
Quit drinking
Or you will
End up dead
Then the paramedic
 Paused in despair
And then repeatedly
Shouted in my ear
You
need
To
Quit
Drinking
Or you
Will
Soon be
Dead
 Those words rang
Through his head
Drinking malt liquor
 On NE MLK
YOU NEED TO QUIT DRINKING
He said/shouted...

Or soon I will be dead


Chris McQueeney.   5/14/13.


I will be posting this at dVerse poetry pub to share my words with theirs

5 comments:

Brian Miller said...

whew man....nice intensity...and yeah when it becomes such a problem you just cant play around with it anymore...

Claudia said...

oh heck...there are times it just needs a straight decision...and def. choose life

Linda Rogers said...

Very to the point and intense piece. I sadly lost my brother to this disease. He tried quitting many times but the beast was too strong for him.

Ben Ditty said...

Too soon we all shall be. But, postpone we must.

kj said...

With or without help, at some point the lonely choice is all there is.