Here's a link to my you tube channel where I read my poetry. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8k5NY8ZMx3I
Death winks at the lilies that smile in the rain. He takes her. The last dirty trick.
Watered drinks and syphilis doesn't do the patrons any good. Too much grief for placebos and madness. Relief must come. Booze and fantasy just bring sickness, and licking frogs is out of the question.
Pipe dreams ease the pain if you smoke them slowly. Watch the blue ghost curl into the feeling fan.
This saloon is home for the iceman. So, buy me another drink, and we can think about doing it all tomorrow. Isn't that right, Mr. O'Neil?
On my YouTube channel, I read from my recently published books, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems and It's Just a Hop, Skip, and Jump to the Madhouse, both are available on Amazon.
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I must say, licking frogs is definitely out of the question. This one is about serious drinking, and it is filled with heavy imagery about the hard drinking life. Yes, for many the saloon is home for the iceman.
Thomas W. Case was born in Oxnard. He has published 3 volumes of poetry. The Bullfrog Dreams of Flying, Artichokes, Avocados, and Van Gogh, and Seedy Town Blues. He has won several poetry contests. Hi.. more..