absent absinithe absolves sins

Abora

12/23/17 2:42 AM

Tending bar in basements
It’s not my liquor
It’s working 
Try to say something
Anything
the girl you think of sometimes when kindness rears
She’s here

Moldy twilight, smoke filled room
Sake and whiskey and wormwood
Bella the boxer is here
She’s the only one I’m glad to see
Painted nails scratch cigarette butts

It’s all wavy and groove
Holes in the mind and old flames to soothe
Jimmy and Dave have music to share
The one paints nails and tears baguette
I haven’t lost my hair

Endless liquor was enough to mull me
Like wine on a stove, spiced and homely
I keep finding the stoop
When I could smoke indoors
The long socks from before
Have me riled inside

How pointless the song
Made me fall for her long
Short flapper hair
And endless dark looks

I’m not fat anymore
But I eat like am
Girl Scout cookie guacblocked
A tragedy for dulled romantic man

  • Author: Big Swifty (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 23rd, 2017 12:30
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 31
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