Half Drunk Muse Poetry


Manners by Christopher Major

for John

Perhaps for a pint or slice of cake,
in a pub or grocer’s shop,
but here,
and because she punctured yet again
those bruises on your forearm ?

It just seemed so out of place,
that croaked ‘Thankyou’,
stopped only from toppling down the throat
because of its exit on a puff of pain.

As we left via ‘Casualty’,
threading the rows of
the boozed and battered,
some pissed pugilist announced
he’d “waited for fucking ages…”,
as we stepped out to a ‘forever’
fresh started that night.

View bio for Christopher Major Published in Winter 2004

About HDM

Half Drunk Muse was one of the first poetry ezines. It was founded in 1999 and ceased publication in 2006.

Questions/comments? Email samiller@halfdrunkmuse.com.