| The Silence You always called late and drunk, |
| Be Drunk You have to be always drunk. That’s all there is to it--it's the only |
| My Papa's Waltz The whiskey on your breath could make a small boy dizzy |
| Michael's Wine Winter again and we want |
| Jet Sometimes I wish I were still out |
| Scrambled Eggs and Whiskey Scrambled eggs and whiskey |
| California Plush The only thing I miss about Los Angeles |
| I taste a liquor never brewed (214) I taste a liquor never brewed-- |
| When a Woman Loves a Man When she says margarita she means daiquiri |
| Shooting Rats at the Bibb County Dump Loaded on beer and whiskey, we ride |
| Homecoming What was is . . . since 1930; |
| "To Speak of Woe That Is in Marriage" The hot night makes us keep our bedroom windows open |
| The Drunken Fisherman Wallowing in this bloody sty, |
| Deer Hit You're seventeen and tunnel-vision drunk, |
| Vodka The Stoli bottle's frost melts to brilliance where I press my |
| On 52nd Street Down sat Bud, raised his hands, |
| Days of Me When people say they miss me, |
| Driving and Drinking [North to Parowan Gap] North to Parowan Gap |
| the suicide kid I went to the worst of bars |
| Fallen Apples Wasps at work in the soft |
| Nights Drunk and weeping. It's another night |
| Joey Awake Now Some poems |
| The Summer House The Danube glitters and toils |
| Compulsively Allergic to the Truth I'm sorry I was late |
| Picking Up During the depression |
| Dangerous for Girls It was the summer of Chandra Levy, disappearing |
| A Glass of Beer The lanky hank of a she in the inn over there |