There Was Nothing Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

There Was Nothing



invented better
when I was young
than Rum & Coke!

And when I rolled
under the table
like a drunk Russian

I asked for more.
To sober up.
It will kill you slow

I was told
but sure enough
you won't suffer a bit.

You won't even know
you had hemorrhoids
or cancer.

Wednesday, October 3, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: archiving
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