Small Town Tavern

Strong poetry.

ohhhhhhhh yeaaaaahhhhhh....9999999....i like your style alot...simple, sharp, accessible and to the point.

Rough around the edges, but not at all abrasive when read. Runs smoothly. Like it a lot.

I wasn't sure where it was going, but I like where it ended. The middle was... eh. but good for the contrast, I suppose.

This is something other than other it's otherthan. What most impresess me about this is the authors need to be something other than someone who writes others, but well. well? well enough to fippantly describe something that's going on in droves currently it's called the i'm a piss poor drunk with a big peeper and an inclination to things other than normal otherthans. bukowsky wrote better than this while not even writing, but talking someone else to do it for him while he lied gurgling drunk in a crevass...called 2.00$ pussy with a side of raman and kcrw.
In fact it should be illegal to mention acdc, metallica, and bukowsky..in a poem that is clearl about the advantages and disadvanteges of eyeball fucking.a

Wonderful ending. 'bsolutely wonderful.

you got me all heated up with a strong start...and then, well, nothing. you lost me at ac/dc. you lost 'it' then too.

do over.

Sounds like a dangerous dude. Those
mushrooms jusr don't mix with boose. He shoulda read the warning label. A solid 8.

That would be funny. Let's invent labels for illegal drugs. Obviously we'll target the dealer's market in bulk quantity's..
our sale pitch will be <stick a note dope, why leave yourself a note that's already there> yes YES! I CAN SEE IT ALL
NOW! different colors, textures, scratch and sniff ahhhhhhhhshah big type, little type, lsd friendly labels...anti
paraNOIAAA LABELS SWEET JESUS MAKE THE VOICES GO AWAY!!!!!!!! we could make labels that beep with a
remote device like an avalanche victim or car alarm..you could entertain your friends with it like "hey watch this
guys...lets see where i hid my dope last night"...and you would press the button and a voice would emit from the box
of kleenex and say addict addict over over and everyone would laugh..you could make it chirp..or bart simpsons
voice..it could tell jokes we COULD MAKE LABELS THAT SELL THE DRUGS FOR YOU, WHILE
CONTRADICTING THEMSELVES WITH SURGEON GENERAL WARNINGS AND LEGAL stipulations..shit we
could just fucking make the labels out of drugs then just label the people when they reach the age of twelve...cvhirp
smirp bur burp bur tickity dert sery top in frucker <sorry we interupt our show to bring you an enlightening yet
pointless fool proof ad [buy nikes..or else they'll by you] {tv implodes everyone claps, angels queef in siccinct
orchestral melodies...yet i once again turn and depart unfuckingsatisfied} thanks god, for a nation of finks where
nobody has any privacy or can mind there own fucking business...and the words to describe to my three year old son
what a gun is. aint that kool. pause for effect. whatever./i told him only if they're green and see through i guess i still
have a week until they invent that..shit bachus already did..also this comment is brought to you by 'depends' the only
way to hide an embarassing moment why? well that depends. d

Right on! And don't forget
"the attached disclosure."

dross