all night vigil
May 6, 2010
i’ll sit here all night,
for as long as it takes,
watching,
waiting,
with a red-rider in the one hand,
a beer in the other,
and a window open just enough
to let out a shot,
to hit a cat,
in the process
of defecating
in my flower bed,
yet again,
for the last time.
red wine
August 23, 2009
red, red wine,
not much is as fine
except perhaps for beer
taking away all of my fear
and i do very much like whiskey,
always giving me the key,
but tonight i’m just fine with the wine,
mostly because it is all mine.
life just ain’t what it used to be
when your beer gets cold
cars move a little too slow
and you can’t run worth beans
when your beer gets cold
your brats lose their flavor
your wallet feels light and empty
your friends all blame you for their farts
when your beer gets cold gets cold gets cold
when your beer
gets cold
gets cold
july-ku
July 1, 2009
as fireworks flash:
sneaking sips
of beer.
on my birthday
March 25, 2009
i want beer and yellow cake with
sprinkled frosting and then another
beer i want sunshine and wind
in my hair (or across my baldness)
i want donuts and beer and donuts
then more donuts and people
to tell me i’m special by giving
me beer and donuts and most of
all i don’t want people to leave
me notes on my facebook
beer, pipe, poop, lard
December 28, 2008
as the rings rise and hold steady
slowly thickening the medium that is the air
making it harder and harder to see our friends
sitting across the table as we hold a beer
and thumb over pipe after ring blown
through ring talking beer and then poop bad
idea after bad idea returning to already argued
points again and then once more simply to remind
us that none of us is anywhere near to the perfect
we’re glad we never dreamed of and then
it’s off for a midnight run to the arches of gold
where they say if satisfaction wasn’t found in the
beer than maybe it can be found in a quarter pound of
lard
because life really ends up being just about one thing – its just a question of how long until you finally own up to what you already know
November 26, 2008
giving up i
purchase a new gaming system on the way home
stop by the liquor store and pick up a bottle (or eleven)
order pizza and return home to rip my clothes from my body
stripped to my boxers i stand before
the monster screen i’ve earned through years of
something like hard labor
and burn new callouses in my thumbs
and cataracts in my eyes
passing two hours four hours ten hours – more
i drink and i drink
i play and i play
i order food and order more food
i indulge in any and everything i can possibly
afford in an effort to squander my savings
before my eyes close for rest
seeking comfort and hope and joy in a hopeless world
red eyed and naked
i forsake the cleanliness of my couch for the convenience
of not visiting the bathroom
and press on and press on and press on
lying sick and pre-hung over (quite drunk still
if you will)
i open my eyes and cry myself back to sleep
knowing i must return to the thing
the only thing
which brings meaning to my life
wishing i could abandon it and hope for something
new
perhaps different
suit and tie
replace fecal matter and i
showered climb
into my honda civic
and return to my hopeless world
my beerlema
August 31, 2008
i really want a beer now
but i dont want a beer now
because i also want a beer later
and i cant have both a beer now
and a beer later
two beers in one day isn’t a problem
except that i want two beers everyday
and two beers every day isn’t a problem
except that then i have three beers every day
and when i have three beers
some days i want four beers
and five beers is really too many
so i have to refrain from a beer now
for feer of beer too beerquently
confessions
June 19, 2008
i am a real man
and kuding is my tea
beer or scotch and gin alike
they all appeal to me
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Tucker J. Collins
saxsquatch
David X. Hugo
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