Friday, October 12, 2007

fuckin' drunk

lights are set dim
as if it was intended
to daze me off.
i see thru the glass
while stream of rum melts the ice down.
pointed finger swivel the brink,
polishing it---until it squeek.

"what are u into lately?"
a blink, a smirk
may the night swallow me whole

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