Our First Gig Poem by David DeSantis

Groggily lurching
towards
a snail's pace
forray,

you've been a disaster
but never like this.

last nights debut
a triumph of sound,

You rocked
You rolled
and perhaps a bit much

Common Sense
and Sunday
the two should mix well

have a drink,
have another
ease the nerves
celebration
ease the nerves
drink it up
stop at 12
slip at 1
on at 2..
3 at
bed.

Now
I can't even focus
on writing this poem,

but its all I can do
from a head on a desk.

Copyright (C) David DeSantis