Gasoline
B. E. McCool 1994 (Texas)
Gasoline,
My favorite drink.
Gasoline,
In my veins.
Start to bleed,
over the flames.
Take them in,
A welcomed end.
Misery bound,
Sights on the ground.
Vapor breath,
Sweetened death.
And I know,
I got no place else to go.
My liquid hell,
The one you know well.
Fits well on me,
My oddity.
Gone beyond repair,
Flames everywhere.
Eat me alive,
Tickled by knives.
Gasoline,
You start to clean.
The flesh from my bones,
The ones that are on loan.
Take me with your smoke,
My splintered home.
Pick my teeth,
Looking for relief.
Don’t blame me,
Cause you’re all I see.
A bitter means to a calloused end.
A little drink, my closest friend.
A bloody end is all I crave,
An emotion I refuse to stave.
As iron seeps through my pores.
Stopping it’s run seems like a chore.
Let it go, cause they’ll be more.
Laugh it away, as fates little whore.
Gasoline you taste so sweet,
Knowing I’m yours to defeat.
Ripping out my vocal chords
Knowing i’ll be back for more.
Gasoline x3
Gasoline
My favorite drink.
Gasoline,
In my veins.
Start to bleed,
over the flames.
Take them in,
A welcomed end.
Misery bound,
Sights on the ground.
Etc. Etc. Etc.
again, and again.
Cycling eternally, as I pour myself down the drain.
About this poem
A fun little piece about alcohol, and a blind drunk man screaming at a piece of paper.
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Written on April 05, 2019
Submitted by blake.edward.mccool on May 17, 2024
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | AB AC DE FG HH ii jj kk ll mm xx Aa xx xx xx ll ggnnxooo ppxo AB AC DE FG HH x x x |
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Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,238 |
Words | 300 |
Stanzas | 26 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 8, 4, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 1, 1, 1 |
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