Mark R Slaughter


Alcoholic - Poem by Mark R Slaughter

Red bled the sun upon a dying day.
I was red across the dial – in denial –
Purple bags bemoaning alcoholics’ eyes –
Blind, they still portray a depth of ruin
You’ll never understand.

I boozed away until another trial,
Always doing wrong inside a wrong
Inside a wrong – forgetting all the rights –
Fretting, drinking, pinking up, stinking:
Ah! the meths; I drank another round.

Red eased into the night; black scoffed.
I was black across the eyes – no surprise!
Ethanolic fumes resumed their nightly play.

I couldn’t pray,

So crimson haemoglobin gave display
Of flush as vessels opened wide.
Red gushed – oesophageal varices
Teased, eased the endothelium;
Brought it all to split.

Erythrocytic fire flared across
A park of haggard flesh.
I choked in red; died like a fish
Ripped, stripped by a shark
Artistically in dance through
Gritty clouds of death-blood.

Red spread the cold and solid ground.
I was cold – a deathly mound
Surrounded by an audience of shuffling feet.
Replete, my corpse had played its role.

No more the alcoholic porn;
No more the savaged soul.


Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010










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Comments about Alcoholic by Mark R Slaughter

  • Rookie - 0 Points Sara Holzen (10/15/2012 10:28:00 AM)

    This poem was great on the perspective of an alcoholic! (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Louise Crielly (3/18/2012 5:39:00 AM)

    i reallyt enjoyed reading this (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Richard McClellan (10/28/2011 2:23:00 PM)

    This poem gives a true picture of an alcoholic stare! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie JH Poetry (11/26/2010 9:38:00 AM)

    the detail in this piece is great, vivid description of alcohol effects (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 20, 2010

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 31, 2011