Inferno

[(Wordy)]

& when I finally touch down in
____________________-hell
(no red carpet)
___________-the coffee’s gonna need
___________-to be strong.
Hungover-horny & (fuck!) my sunglasses
_______-stuck at home in a jacket
____________________pocket.
Of all the things to be without...
Sterling Morrisson, Joey Ramone & Roy Orb
smarter men than I (on this score)
____-& look dropdead standing round in shades
______(still!)
The future’s so bright, etc.
You know, Lucifer’s looking a little like Danny
Tenaglia these days. Funny. Guess
he’s always hoarded the killer tunes.
______________________-Had them all
back at the tree, in snaketime. Brokered ever since.
So here’s the rub: there’s drugs
everywhere but no painkillers or
sleepers.
_____-Figure pretty quick that you won’t
be sleeping ‘til… who knows…
Judgement?
____-But by then your bender will’ve
gathered such momentum that
you’ve forgotten everything
important – even what they say
about the wicked. Anyway, it’s true. And
_____________-there’s no ice.


(c) Stu Hatton 2006

http://wordyness.blogspot.com/2006/09/inferno-2006.html

 

[New]

That was crazy. I felt myself dropping into hell with the poem. I especially liked mixing the visual effect of the poem with the increasingly hellish aspects of it until the "last straw", so to speak.

 

[kazza_baby]

Wow.. I adore this piece.

I don't quite know what else to say.

 

[(Wordy)]

Thanks for the feedback.

 

[colicolo]

to me it reads like an excited school boy recalling his first drinking experience. its complete, random, blistered. Would make an awesome whitlams song. nice one.