Glen Lentz

Projectile Vomit

Glen Lentz


The week has begun 
It's time to escape 
Gather the guys 
We'll booze until we all get shit faced 
Losing count 
Time goes fast 
Beer after Beer 
The rising drunkenness kicks our ass 

The room begins to spin 
Our time is running out 
We feel it rise 
The chunks that spew; the acid; bile 
Bow down to 
The porcelain god 
Open the door 
The sound of puke that hits the floor 

It starts to burn 
As the acid eats away 
Throat lining melts away 
As your nose begins to decay 
Your whole nights' gone away 
Gone with the puke you flushed away 
No more beers; no alcohol 
The putrid smell will kill us all