another Sunday morning
and my eyes feel like their bleeding
from another Saturday night alone

and I know that I won’t find you
at the bottom of a bottle, but I’m hoping
I might find a way to drink you gone

last night the stars were dripping from the sky
tears were hanging in my eyes
I never thought I’d feel this way again
never thought I’d need a liquid friend

the chair where I passed out, isn’t much to look at
but it’s more comforting to me than a lonely bed
and I think my hair is trying to escape my head

my back’s shaped like a question mark-chin is growing razor wire
there’s a pool of drool surrounding my cell phone
I’m just glad my nose didn’t try to call your home

my clothes could use a bath I guess-ashtray probably needs a rest
the white shoe on the stove, I haven’t got a clue
the one on my left foot is colored blue

there’s a contact rolled up under my eyelid-but I don’t dare look for it
and submarine on patrol inside my gut
the horseshoe in my throat-is just for luck

and the stars were dripping from the sky
while tears were hanging from my eyes
at least I've got my loyal liquid friends
think I’ll pour another shot and start again

the stars were dripping from the sky
tears were hanging from my eyes
I never thought I’d feel this way again
thank god for me I’ve got my liquid friends

Love this. Sad, but so cool...very descriptive
and creative.

thank you, you're a brave one...

thirst

stars dripping from the sky...liquid friend..

like the darkness of this piece..

teasingbrunette

Wow simple beautiful

'and I know that I won’t find you
at the bottom of a bottle, but I’m hoping
I might find a way to drink you gone'

now, that's a country song right there kc! something very real in this write

Again, you blow me away

I too have a liquid friend, but were beginning to fall out, as i often find myself having to go without food for a few days just so i can spend some time with him. So close we have become, that i now see him every night of the week. Hes great company and i'm never alone when hes around, but one day, he might turn round and destroy me.

I like the issues this poem raises, and the drunken images you have used are fantastic.

I can see myself in this poem.

Good write.

thank you very much

thank you my new freind...

Your most welcome my new friend

yeah it kind of went its own direction...it was just for fun though

thank you

Great one K, totally diggin' this....

awww you big softie....

thank you, I appreciate your comments

it's often a hard lesson, learning the things that destroy us and they are not always the ones we expect...

All I can think of is a country song by a good looking guy wearing a cowboy hat and boots. Can you fit the bill kc?

Hummmm sounds like one of those country songs to me as well but very heartfelt.... one that for sure you can vision along the way.... would make a good video as well as a song..