Saturday, February 20, 2010

Out

Dark memories
Swirling,
Twirling through my brain
Like an avalanche

Sensations
Tingling,
Mingling with reality
Making it all warm and fuzzy

I open my mouth
To hold up the shot glass
Tossing the warm brown liquid
Down the back of my throat
Burning
That good burn

All my limbs
Are ecstatic now
Relaxation and letting go
Ahhhhhhhh
Waiting to take the ride

A dark and dusty bar
Where the voices are all muffled
And slurred
Where the smiles are all high
And the floor is drenched
With beer and liquor
The smell is pungent
And sweet
Home sweet home
The smell of the bar

Foggy....
Seems I cannot remember
Where I came from
Or where I am going
All I know
Is I want another
Shot
Of both deadly varieties.

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