Bar Napkin Sonnet #11
Things happen when you drink too much mescal.
One night, with not enough food in my belly,
he kept on buying. I’m a girl who’ll fall
damn near in love with gratitude and, well, he
was hot and generous and so the least
that I could do was let him kiss me, hard
and soft and any way you want it, beast
and beauty, lime and salt—sweet Bacchus’ pards—
and when his friend showed up I felt so warm
and generous I let him kiss me too.
His buddy asked me if it was the worm
inside that makes me do the things I do.
I wasn’t sure which worm he meant, the one
I ate? The one that eats at me alone?
I like this poem because it is very unique poem. What makes it so unique is that its uses humor to express the way they love this person. Also I have a great sense of humor so I could really relate to it. The poem is also so well described, I almost feel like I'm at the same bar as they are talking about.
I like this poem because it is very unique poem. What makes it so unique is that its uses humor to express the way they love this person. Also I have a great sense of humor so I could really relate to it. The poem is also so well described, I almost feel like I'm at the same bar as they are talking about.
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