jenny’s
got the flu
didn’t
want to take something
because
of her condition
she
was sitting up in bed
laptop
level
box
of tissues
miserable
we
are still in the studio
till
the end of the month
after
i got out of the shower i took
after
lifting weights
she
encouraged me to go out
my
lurking presence would only
have
added to her irritation
so
here i am
one
a.m.
drunk
cigarette
in hand
watching
the city wind down
while
i walk around
the
first place i hit tonight
was
a cantina
had
a couple of tecate
with
my taco
which
only made me feel tired
i
headed straight to this dive bar i know
and
had a couple of redbulls with vodka
i’m
sure i’ll be up all night
sipping
my flask
with
no one to ask
if
i want another
somewhere
on this planet
a
volcano is erupting
somewhere
in this galaxy
a
star has died
it’s
light in the sky
is
a lie
somewhere
in this universe
exists
something
we
thought could never exist
i
stop in a liquor store
buy
a half pint of
jim
beam’s jacob’s ghost
i
pass a bar making last call
the
outside patio is a piano bar
the
woman is playing the last song
of
the night
“hello”
by evanescence
her
haunting voice compliments the song
when
she sings,
“don’t
try to fix me”
i
twist the top off the bottle
and
down it in one tilt
yeah,
it
didn’t take long
before
i was sally alley
collapsed
in a sitting pose
back
against an indifferent wall
repeating
over and over
with
my head in my hands,
“out
here on the perimeter there are no stars”
till
i was throwing up
then
somewhere amid sunlight
i
woke up
pounding
head on a concrete bed
a
phone full of text messages
wanting
to know where i am
my
turn to go home
and
be sick in bed
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