Friday, September 22, 2006

A colleague of mine in Saturday has written this poem. Its quite nice.

The Rum Drinker

he jumped from
the ledge tonight
and died,
would you bandage
his neck first
or collect pieces of
his flesh from
between the cracks
in the road?
Would you cover his
body with leaves
and let children discover
him in play
or would you rather
drink up his rum
before they knew?

For him
to have died leaving
his rum unfinished
was good for us.
But think of him
to kill himself
-- could it mean
death meant more to
him than rum
when he died?


Blogger eM said...

Two comments in one day!!

And I have to say two things:

a) Have just consumed two margaritas--new job rocks

b) Love this poem, give my compliments to the poet. And have linked you.

7:19 PM, September 22, 2006  
Blogger jerry said...

Now without having a Margarita, you've made my day as though I've had two Margaritas already! Thank you, thank you! You're so kind!

7:29 PM, September 22, 2006  

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