Irish Coffee

Irish coffee Sunday ...feeling the soft sweet buzz rolling around in my mind there's her-- a thousand miles away and me-- stuck since Christmas and preparing to leave a bad man I am to be restless as water flowing right into every crevice of her being every nook and cranny ... the width, height, and depth of her soul she opens up for me will I ever find no place to go I hope so yep ...laying my money down she's bluffing or better than I thought either way I can't lose what I never had and it's worth it to "feel the road rushing under my wheels" * water doesn't know where it's running but places to go it never runs out of like these Sunday thoughts running on and on-- --bartender --'nother Irish Coffee --thank you! * from "Running on Empty" by Jackson Brown