error
if you let slip the true drunken poetry out from your thinly veiled mouth
error if you don't wear a dozen masks for different scenarios
error
if you breathe the wrong way
if your eyes are darting around like a robot scanning for data
shakily and sparingly
error
if you were just dealt a bad hand
error if you write a poem you don't like
error!
YOU ARE READING
Poems for the zooted and the zonked
PoetryIf youre reading this then hello from a bedroom in rural ireland.
