Emotional Bar
"As a dog returneth to his vomit, so a fool returneth to his folly." - Proverbs 26:11 (KJ version)
Imploding glass into my martini
Hard liquor…hard glass
Shattering my soul and body
The visual alone left me dead drunk
Like a salty dog awaiting hell
I fell…before the glass ever emptied
Wondering the thoughts of those around
Though I lied and said I didn't care
Stranger's thoughts were everything to me
Honesty drained like a cold beer on a Sunday morning
Cornered by a truth that stings
Filled with pain and shards of acceptance
I was bent on worshiping this feeling
Because rain falls and cools the anger
Just as sorrow freezes the spirits
Glasses clank
No thought of joining—no intake
A watch always from afar
A flash of relish for this emotional bar
Everything melted like a dream
I was awake in this stupor on the kitchen floor
Tired, naked, writhing in vomit
Lapping it up like whiskey
Only to extricate all of it again
-do excuse these...just reposting some oldies that I had taken off for a time for evaluation and revision..-
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2014
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