Some Girl I Went Out With

Some girl I went out with told me about a free concert tomorrow night,

We got drunk and then got stuck in the rain,

It wasn’t romantic.

She told me her parents were hip

And recommended restaurants to her,

All I could think of was my mom telling me to eat at Apple Bee’s

We had some bougie pizza and fancy salads

And just drank lukewarm water initially,

Midway through I remembered I was already having pizza for dinner.

I wanted to get drunk early in the day

So I asked her to go to the bar down the street,

Obligation and my desire to drink carried me over the brick sidewalks.

When we parted I wondered if we’d talk again,

There was no touching

But this may have been because there was a rash over half her body.

Ode to Dave Ramsey (and My Past)

Luminous memories of a fire inside,
keep me awake/up at night
and stagnant for days.

Conversations with old drunks
remind me I'm alive,
and that I owe no debt to southern aristocracy.

Alt-Haiku (in the tradition of Kerouac's American Haiku)

Scoach I 

Listening to Wilco,

Cool cross breeze through open bar; 

drunk, aimless, peaceful

Scoach II 

"Return of the Mack"

Plays on the internet juke box, 

Dumb girls scream; I'm back