Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Drunken Poets/Drunken Posts II

DRUNKEN LINES

Even these lines dance with my drunken trot.
In stupor,
In loud consonance with agreeable
belligerent voice right beside me,
Within known Chrises, I trot in staggering gait.

Morals leave me now

Windy dive into drunken throes moves us all,
delinquents, across frail life planks.


Written in Stupor: March 2005

2 comments:

Uzezi Ekere said...

so when are u putting out a book of poems?
uzezi

iGwatala said...

Soon, Uzezi. Soon. Thanks for coming by.