Saturday, January 25, 2014

One Year To Breathless


One Year To Breathless

If I had one year to live,
First, I would part with self-doubt and its mess
Rebel while brandishing my fist for progress
I would travel to 23 exotic countries, no less
Drink fame in a flask called happiness
Invite courage to sing as my wedding guess
I will fulfill a wish to marry Ms. Success
We would love each other in excess
Tickle her mind as we laugh in coach class
Eat rose petals to shield us from sadness
Awake her desire with Spanish words ending with S
To form a family of six to live in the annex
We would disturb the peace with our loud sex
Tell her daily "I LOVE U" in capital text
Film our dinner with Ms Bankruptcy, my ex
Then on my very last few breaths,
Hold my wife near, wipe away her tears next
"I've lived, I've laughed and I've loved"
"You've given me great joy to carry up above
"Peace has flown back into my heart like a dove"
"I will miss you like cold hands miss its gloves"
Since my cardiologist doctor's visit
You've added twenty two more years to my life
A lyric to my song: "You're simply the best, my love!"

-- Louis Mercier

Friday, January 10, 2014

Pink Chewing Gum


Pink Chewing Gum

On the tip of my boyish tongue
Rolls a pink plastic chewing gum
Given by Sister Anna Maria the nun
After bathing underneath the sun
Screaming at the top of her lungs
"Monday, Jesus, never felt this fun!"

-- Louis Mercier

Monday, January 6, 2014

God Of Love


God Of Love

Ms. Alcohol where were you from the start?
With dinner and breakfast I've grown apart
Abused sleep like a fake copy work of art
"Mother, leave a message at the sound of the fart"
Your cloth band aid holds me from falling apart
A decade nursing a broken heart with Lin
Forgive me God Of Love for I have sinned
"J'ai aucun desire de toucher" another pretty thing
It's been too long since I've last confessed
Buried head deep standing in a hot mess
Within walls of my soul I heard angles sing
A rugby warrior who fought all odds to win
Everything was said to keep both of heir feet in
Depression has connected a blow to my chin
From size 36 waist to now just wearing thin
Sitting here with empty broken bottles of gin
Hiding at the Self Inflicted Celibacy Inn
"Was it all a lie?" Written on my face to be seen

-- Louis Mercier