Bartender

Pour me some more

Let me stumble through the back door

Let the police

Smell the poignant aroma of rhythm and blues

Collide with my Genius creative expression

Handcuff me for resisting being silent

Check my breath for the bubbles of a drunken poet

Spitting up words and rhymes

Expressively with profanity of poetry

Charge me with intoxication

Verbal sensation

Before the judge

I plea guilty

Poetic confinement recommended

On the walls I write art

Painting out the graffiti of the prisoner’s thoughts

And colouring with poetic expressions

Bartender

Pour me some more

Until my cup overflows

I just can’t get enough

Let this liquor become embedded in my arteries and lungs

Let it be in my very DNA

Let it flow through my blood and veins

Through my heart and mind

Let it be hypnosis for my dreams

I drank poetry and it tasted delicious.

CHRISTENA ANTONIA VALAIRE WILLIAMS ©2012

JAMAICA