Drunk Lips Don't Fib

By Clydes_Bonnie

and you're in trouble, Mr. Opaque
I knew better than to stay
but goddamnit
how I love it when you say
more than you intended
I am simply just a
homeless detective
a left turn life lesson
a subsitute infection
for those sorrows
at the bottom of your
captin morgans

Tell 'em not to love you
and they'll just love you more

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Published on Saturday, August 17, 2013. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "Drunk Lips Don't Fib"

On Sunday, January 27, 2019, carlosjackal (2788) wrote:

Bar crawl savvy write that shines in its truth whilst rocking those bottles to their drunk doom. Excellent piece.
On Sunday, September 1, 2013, dwells (4177) wrote:

Truth serum, works every time, cheers! Oh, but wine can make one maudlin too.
On Saturday, August 17, 2013, FadedBlues (2096) wrote:

...where did you come from with those last 2 lines! I'd swear I've seen them in every broken heart poem ever w/o them actually being there. someone else already said 'killer.' she's freakin right...
On Saturday, August 17, 2013, xZombie Poptartzx (332) wrote:

I've always been told that the only people who ever tell the truth are drunk people and children... and even children are starting to lie lol . This was good stuff xoxo
On Saturday, August 17, 2013, blue angel (866) wrote:

So true:) Nice write, thanks for sharing!
On Saturday, August 17, 2013, Deathkitten (571) wrote:

They do! Omg do they ever! Drunks do tend to become honest & unfiltered. I wish they didn't love more. Nice lil write :)
A former member wrote: this hit me like a ton of bricks. sick flow. killer pen. xo