First off, we write the notes about the empty beer glass. We don’t write notes on the empty beer glass. This is further proof that the empty beer glass leads to douchebag behavior. We sit patiently whittling away the seconds waiting for the barkeep to arrive and replenish our beverage. A shaky hand struggles to keep a grip on the pen and relay thoughts from brain to page. The tension rises and a bit of edginess emerges. The words are filling up the page in sloppy cursive. We may not even be able to read the handwriting come tomorrow morning. Come, bartender, please take my order and bring me a new beer with fluid filled to the brim.
An empty beer glass
inspiring torrent flow of words
waiting for refill
just thinking literature
can compensate for parchment
Nice pun and switch very much
Nice pun and switch very much enjoyed the thought processes here and the cleverness!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
beer and literature seem to
beer and literature seem to walk hand in hand and then completely apart
The last two lines of the
The last two lines of the poem are brilliant indeed.
Starward
thank you, it's great to
thank you, it's great to find art in a vice
I Gave Up Beer
i love beer. -s-
that's what we all say
that's what we all say