babbling

Ritalin zone airplane friend
Airport nervous guy
Haven't eaten in days
Seeing ghostly gnats
Twitching flight, poking re arranging,
Bathroom mirrors

Bitter sweet taste
Laughing cowboy hats
Enter the steakhouse
Non believing
Square dancing

Flight was late
Friend drinks
More then I thought
Running out of beer
Not use to guests

Pudly amigo
He says
No ice
Not enough beer

I snuffle up more
Of his
Nose balloons

Bloody red steaks fill belly
Greasy fries in a1 sauce
Pepper clings to teeth
Hot texas girls stare
Fat waitress brings more rounds

He tells me of
Babblin old lady on plane
feigned
sleep

he does a texas
jig
dance
as he greets me

leaving the airport

I never have much to say
Lack of nutrients

He has gifts
Black Sabbath
Live
1970
paris france
he slobbers
where the ladies where no pants….
Wouldn't u like to dance?
………we both need barf bags

This poem Copyright 2001 Nicholas Morgan.

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