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It’s 11:52 p.m. and I’m standing at this mirror,
not mine but a familiar one.
We're all wearing the same shade
of lipstick in this room- Crimson Jealousy.
In our heads, we are serving up
black eyes to one another
and bowling to knock down the girls
wearing the cutest shoes.
I’ve got on my “Boom, I’ve got your boyfriend!” shirt and I can feel a secret alliance
forming against me
but they lose track for a bit,
discussing who is wearing underwear
and who is not.
These sluts don’t deserve to share
the same air as my new perfume.
I can’t stay long in this chicken coup
for the pecking has begun
and they’re melting my make-up,
pound by pound
with their lava stares.
But there’s booby traps everywhere I turn-
puddles of mixed drinks,
some spilled and some thrown out
by unwilling and unamused stomachs.
And there’s tissue paper on the floor
in pathetic camouflage,
just dying to catch a ride on my heels.
I’ll be lucky to get out of here alive
but the DJ puts on my favorite song
and I know I have to try…

By Casey Renee Kiser
Visit me at www.ravenghost.com
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Bar Bathroom Warrior

Contributed by dead_beauty on Tuesday, 6th April 2004 @ 08:41:13 PM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry



Bar Bathroom Warrior


It’s 11:52 p.m. and I’m standing at this mirror,
not mine but a familiar one.
We're all wearing the same shade
of lipstick in this room- Crimson Jealousy.
In our heads, we are serving up
black eyes to one another
and bowling to knock down the girls
wearing the cutest shoes.
I’ve got on my “Boom, I’ve got your boyfriend!” shirt and I can feel a secret alliance
forming against me
but they lose track for a bit,
discussing who is wearing underwear
and who is not.
These sluts don’t deserve to share
the same air as my new perfume.
I can’t stay long in this chicken coup
for the pecking has begun
and they’re melting my make-up,
pound by pound
with their lava stares.
But there’s booby traps everywhere I turn-
puddles of mixed drinks,
some spilled and some thrown out
by unwilling and unamused stomachs.
And there’s tissue paper on the floor
in pathetic camouflage,
just dying to catch a ride on my heels.
I’ll be lucky to get out of here alive
but the DJ puts on my favorite song
and I know I have to try…

By Casey Renee Kiser
Visit me at www.ravenghost.com
:):)




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Re: Bar Bathroom Warrior (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Tuesday, 6th April 2004 @ 09:53:42 PM AEST
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Loved it! Why do women sum each other up? Gosh this brings back so many fond memories. It also gives inspiration to many thoughts. Enjoyed this one alot... Kie


Re: Bar Bathroom Warrior (User Rating: 1 )
by AliB on Wednesday, 7th April 2004 @ 10:05:28 AM AEST
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Oh excellent, it really is like that as well eh? Loved how you wrote this, you go to the same clubs as me !!!! lol

Ali xx




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