One Shot
Posted: September 4, 2011 Filed under: Uncategorized Leave a commentSo you’ve had a couple.
More than a few.
You’re not quite tuned up.
You’re tuned up.
You want a shot, say
“hey, gimme a shot.”
They hide it, see.
They lie to you see.
Then when you figure out it’s a lie.
They shatter it for you.
For you to see.
Right in front of you.
All that blood and gore.
All that alcohol.
Spilled in the street.
Shards of glass glistening.
In heat.
You’re alone again.
Solitude bliss.
They walk away again.
You’re not missed.
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