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July 24, 2005
accidents
not every day
is mashed potatoes and corn on the cob
no
on some days we should consider ourselves
lucky
to have scraps
thrown at us
I sit on a barstool
with the rest of the winners
playing Russian roulette
with my drink selection
I scribble some bullshit
on a napkin
and swipe some glances
at the barmaid
she looks like one of gods
accidents
and I wonder aloud
to no one in particular
if Ill ever get out of this place
the music on the juke
sounds like a funeral
my ham and cheese
tastes like a weapon
and the a/c unit is acting
like a lazy bitch
the nurse asks me
if id like another
cocktail
I tell her she doesnt need
to ask me anymore
that well just
assume it
and spare ourselves
these conversations
Im taking a piss
in the sink
because the urinal
is urging me to vomit
and the sound of running water
just makes sense
maybe tomorrow
my outlook
will shine a little harder
maybe children
will be seen
playing
in well groomed yards
maybe dogs
will wag their tails
and smile
instead of trying
to rip my balls off
Posted by Drexler at July 24, 2005 08:28 PM