Saturday, April 29, 2006

The End

His head hurt.
He felt tired.
He sat down.
He picked up the bottle.
He drank.
He passed out.
He threw up.
He choked.
He died.

She found him.

15 comments:

_ð!®†ß¤¥ said...

It was she who killed him, wasn't it? She made his head hurt, she made him pick the bottle up, she choked him.. Did she not?? B**ch!!

Siddhu said...

A small addendum to your post on anorexic girls.

They can always get the CS graduate student.

Trust me, I'm one - and wouldn't mind anything as long as it was recognizably female (and not transvestite).

But, do the anorexic women want a impoverished CS grad student surviving on frozen food and tayirsaadam (curd rice), and rations his weekly (er... make that monthly) intake of beer!?

Sigh!

Arnold said...

facesmasher - hmmm....

siddhu - that depends.... how much is that CS graduate earning?? ;)

konika said...

*blinks*

you are a strange one.

Agarwaen Mormegil said...

hey, cut out the "he died" stanza and we'll have a happy ending. and the guy in question too will have a happy ending. :D

Arnold said...

konika - got something in your eye there? lol..

yea.. i am strange...

agarwaen mormegil - hmm... nice point.. but in i rarely write poetry with happy endings.. ;)

Yashita said...
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Arnold said...

yashita - HE'S DEAD! Wht's there to save??!!

siddhu - looks like someone's interested in you, da!

Yashita said...
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Arnold said...

yashita - i dont think u lose ur "dreams, desire, hopes blah blah" when u choke! you lose your LIFE!

Yashita said...
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Arnold said...

yashita - no u arent... there! happy?

Anna said...

Is your blog title spelt wrong on purpose?

And the poem... is... well...
just one bad hangover?

Anna said...

And yes... dark poetry was too much for my curiosity.

Arnold said...

anna - welcome back :)