Tiny Bubbles

Bubbles rise from the bottom absorbing more along the way
Rippling the liquid’s surface with a fireworks like display
Once you take a sip from the glass the fizz tickles your nose
Past your teeth over your tongue in your throat it gets froze

All the bubbles group together holding on so as not to go
The harder you try to swallow it seems grow and grow
Once you get past the uvula it feels like a baseball
Now it slows down so much it feels like it’s just trying to crawl

If you’re lucky now it will become a burp with a little sputum
You’re in for worse pain if it gets past the point of the duodenum
Sharp pain emits from your stomach that feels like a cold ice pick
It makes you wonder why we drink the stuff only to make us sick

ยฉ 2011 Michael Yost

19 responses to “Tiny Bubbles

  1. I don’t think I will ever look at Cristal without thinking of your poem. Fun! It is the drinks with big bubbles that give me the headache. I really enjoy your poems!


  2. Amazing write, love it ๐Ÿ™‚


  3. woah!!! what an extraordinary way to describe the after effects of a drink!!! amazing… ๐Ÿ™‚


  4. Great use of rhyme.


  5. lol ha ha ha ouch at the same time however ๐Ÿ™‚


  6. Michael, This cracked me up. I know the feeling you describe so viscerally– that pocket of air making it’s forceful way through the gut. It is ironic, too, that I read this this morning, having overindulged in the champagne vein last night! ;-0


  7. perfect.
    apt write.


  8. I love the vivid descriptions, I actually can’t drink so its quite an experience to read about it =)


  9. Thoroughly enjoyable read, excellent poetry


  10. If it’s champagne, you just have to find the right one… ๐Ÿ™‚


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