Jose, Jack & Johnny

A love/hate relationship

no one compares to you

look for your charm everywhere 

i imagine dipping in your heat

sipping your nectar, i am insatiable 

you spy me through crystal eyes

hauntingly coaxing me

your elixir is irresistible

you go down so sinfully good

making me feel comfortably numb

can't get enough of your sweet tonic

you're like a truth serum in my head

nights are dark,  days process slowly

at the dawn you pound in my head

i try to avoid you, ignore you

hoping against hope you'll stay away

i'm drawn to you again & again

you sway me like a w***e on crack

i inhale the trouble in my mind

exhale the easiness of blurred time

your cheap essence easier to comprehend

there are moments I can resist you,

the next i want to swim in your endless seas

sweep me away and make it for eternity

where addictions cease to be 

           the only compelling conviction

Author's Note

Reviews

[quinfinn]

Cuervo, Daniels and Walker would have sounded like some cockamamie law firm, so you did well to personalize the names. i have always had a love/hate relationship with all of them. sure, i love em while i'm partying and feeling good, but later, when all the hoopla has died down and it's time to pray to the porcelain god, calling "ralph, isaac and huey" then all the love goes away. love the way you handled this information and made me laugh and wince at the same time...great write, posy!

[Frieda P]

Ha quin, only you could have thought of that one! Thanks hun x

[quinfinn]

anytime.....

[Terohime]

Great poem i enjoyed it greatly. Keep on Penning.
~Res

[Frieda P]

Thanks, glad you enjoyed it Res.

[KeeD]

This poem makes my liver feel alive.. in love and ready for more. A little bit of Jose in my life, a little bit of Jack by my side a little bit of Johnny is all I need.. to top it all off Frieda is the girl to read. < 3

[Frieda P]

Haha, I'm not sure it's supposed to make it feel alive but alrighty! Love your review always Kee...thanks! xo

[Rhianne Ney]

Nicely written poem as always, Madam

[Frieda P]

Why thank you Rhianne. :-)

[Rhianne Ney]

You're welcome, Ma'am

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Quinfinn took my opening line! :) Well, except for the law firm reference. Sadly, my relationship with all of these men as pretty much been hate...I can't stand the taste. My palate is very sensitive. lol Well written and very clever.

[Frieda P]

Ha you have to acquire a taste for those bad boys Friday! Thanks so much, your review made me smile. :-)

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Oh, I have a taste, unfortunately...haha

[Yellow Butterfly]

To be totally honest Fp.... didn't have the foggiest idea who any of the names were linked too in the title. lol

Got it now... :O)

I liked this edgy write Fp... another epic from the volt of your poetic mind....

ps: I love this song too... :O)

[Frieda P]

Ha I thought everyone knew that lot, thanks so much YB...where you been lately, miss you...

[Yellow Butterfly]

Lol.... guess not little me... :O) Hi Fp I'm still fluttering around....missing you and the banter we have.....

[TL Boehm]

Oh I am a dummy. I won't admit to how long it took me to get the title. (duh) I was a friend of Jack back in the day but now it makes me spontaneously combust. Its sad really. But the poem is smartly written - I remember some of my other friends too. Well penned

[Frieda P]

Ha yes, I'm had that happen to me also, both by the way, thanks so much TL.

[Michael G.]

I remember them. Good friends all. Still miss them at times along with some of their friends.

[Frieda P]

They visit on occasion? Thanks Mike....

[Ken Simm.]

Warm and gentle going down. Depends coming back up. you should try the true usquabae. Now that would make a smooth write.

[Frieda P]

What? You English people drive me to drink. ;-) That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it...

[Ken Simm.]

British, dear. They don't make whiskey in England. Tsk Tsk. Tapped wrists.

[Frieda P]

Ouch, that hurt, alright British then, pinky's up and all that jazz...I've never heard of that before, is it the stuff you make yourself?

[Ken Simm.]

Usquabae or Usquabaugh is Gaelic for Whiskey. Means Water of Life. And if you ever see me with my pinky up drinking single malt I want you to shoot me. But not until I've finished the malt.

[Frieda P]

Ha, I finally found it online, this actually made me laugh out loud...sorry no can do, if I catch you drinking the stuff, I'll probably join you and would forget you asked. Cheers.

[Ken Simm.]

You would probably miss anyway. Sláinte

[Frieda P]

Not before, I'm dead on target hon.

[Holly Mason]

hey Jim is a friend of mine and he is highly offended to not be invited
and what about pepe he may not be top shelf(like that snob Jose)but he has kept us all happy on lesser wallet days and how could you leave out Bailey?I see that this adorable write is about dudes but she is a hell of a girl and she coats your stomach!Where is the captian he is the guardian of all that is good...he is probably out to sea*)and the Dewar's family although on vacation-they will get so whiny when they see they haven't been written in this lovely piece.I almost forgot the most important of all our ABSOLUTE faith in the fact that love/hate relationships all hold the key to a good night with a bad morning blues*)*)*)*)
love ya this is great
thank you for the smile truly

[Pete Langley]

What about Walter, Holly?.....sorry, I spelt it wrong! OK, I know he ain`t popular, but he keeps us alive! P.

[Frieda P]

OMG Holly, you have no idea how much I needed this smile you brought to my face this morning! Ha, I love your response, you get me girl, you get me! Lol, I have to say your review is much more entertaining than my poem, by far! Thanks so much for lifting my 'spirits', you're an ABSOLUTE gem!

[Frieda P]

Who the heck is Walter Pete?

[Pete Langley]

God you`re slow this morning! Take the ell out!

[Frieda P]

Very slow...........................who drinks that stuff? I only put bubbles in it, and take a bath. ;-)

[Holly Mason]

yup the bestest other buddy H2O he loves a good mixer*)*))*hahahah

[Frieda P]

Only if it's in a cube! ha

[Holly Mason]

I have a cube tray that you can put an olive in with the H2O makes such a fun martini splash*)*)*)*) H2O-the cube dude*)*))*

[Frieda P]

Oh my favorite, a dirty martini, is it too early in the morning for that? ha

[Holly Mason]

not if you pretend your in another time zone*)*)*)it's 5 o'clock somewhere hahahah

[Frieda P]

That's what they tell me hahaha

[Tai Ryens]

To be frank, it seems a bit strained. Understandable, as I have yet to see a poem quite like this written by you before. I could see your emotions, but, well, your execution of said emotions was a bit tacky. Nothing interests me more than a loving hate relationship.

[Frieda P]

Strained like a hangover Tai, I might be sarcastic and have a big mouth, but nobody's ever called me tacky before, not sure exactly how you mean it, nonetheless...thanks for your thoughts here.

[Tai Ryens]

Tacky is probably one of those words I'll never completely be sure about. I constantly use tacky to propose that your emotions seemed more intense in one line, as if they were 'tacked with a tick tack' on there. Know what I mean?
I don't mean to offend.