facebook friend 10

take me out to drinking for the game
take my whisky, friend

i will give you time until the sun moves
to be any stage of drunk with you

make you smile under beard
and the small bird feet at your eyes

how many animals live
in this nest of yours

how many ball park figures of women
have roamed the back wall

can you tell them all for me
how burning is only your body working

or that when i drink any sort of poison
my love only gets stronger