Three short poems

Tequila Shots

Tequila shots

Are medicine to me

One to escape depression

Two to stay alive

Three to make me happier

Four to turn me gay

Five to make me mad.

 

Six to start again.

 

 

No forgiving

My naked soul

I gave it to you

And you through it away

In the trash can.

 

No mercies you said

About my mistakes

And no arguments are valid here

To be heard.

 

So, I cleaned it up

And I went out

From our common house

To start again

 

 

Prescription

The Doctor said

Drink two shots of tequila

Every day

Do it in the morning.

Do it two hours before you go to bed.

 

In a couple of months

You will be sane

You will be happier

And you will be you

Again.