I just saw that you're drunk and about to write drunk poetry, but I'm half asleep in my bed and it's 2am, so maybe I just dreamed it............ I don't know. But I'm sending you an ask for a really emotional Jimbert poem anyway.
Covered - a drunk Jimbert poem for @noisy-kitten
you know the photograph right?
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I don’t drink to forget you
I drink to remember.
I brought Jenny to the premier and
you slapped me in the bathroom.
Said I needed to face facts,
tell the world
or
fuck off.
I was so numb I laughed in your face
and kissed you
with a split lip.
You threw my drink over me and then
wept.
I still made you come.
On my knees.
Kneeling in shame
as you
cursed me.
When you marched me
out of there
I was grateful.
I never wanted you more.
I want you.
Now,
and always.









