Empty Saturday

Drinking too much and the buzz turns into a sharp ring. Fist in the back, yelling, unable to understand what all the racket is about. Staring at a brick wall. Bang my head, blood on my tongue. Earthquake would cause it all to topple down. Engines running, the eternal drone of cars filled to the brim with emotions. Drunk enough, ground feels like a bed. Morning light, Jeans stained, mouth dry. Department store windows, white face, no sweatshirt. Wallet empty, keys in back of truck. Never wanna feel alone again, condom in back pocket. Hair still OK, grab hoodie, walk some more. Think of her and the warmth of the bed. Bodies embraced, brush her hair from my face. More engines, power washing the sidewalk, vomit, blood and loose change. Sidewalk clean enough to eat off. Cheap food blocks away. I …….don’t…….. care what you think as long as it's about me. I …….don’t…….. care what you think as long as it's about me. I …….don’t…….. care what you think as long as it's about me. I …….don’t…….. care what you think as long as it's about me. Friends someplace else, with smiles and coffee, wearing suit and ties. Self righteous men. Punch them all or hug them until the tears come? I …….don’t…….. care what you think as long as it's about me. Golden arches in the distance, free wifi. Clouds cover the sun, door handle sticks, pull harder. Too much time eating cheap food, tastes like nothing. SnapChat, only window into the world. Moses sees the promised land, never allowed to enter. The crazy man is me now. Where is the crown? The return of the King. Empty Saturday, hopeless wanderer. Count the drinks in my head, broke again with nothing to show. Wanna stop, can’t stop. Dark faces, clouded in thought. Weed in glovebox, smoke till I pass out. Good idea. Please help me someone.